MY FIANCÉE ASKED HER AI FRIEND TO WRITE A PRENUP AND IT CLAIMED THE MOON

we were joking about imaginary wealth when my fiancée asked a chatbot to draft a silly prenuptial agreement. it started innocently with ownership of the sofa and the coffee machine

then she added our story universe, where she owns a lunar palace. the assistant included a clause assigning her 70 percent of all celestial assets and me responsibility for meteor insurance

i said i wasn't signing anything that required me to repair a moon crater. she said it was only a joke but insisted the clause was nonnegotiable

we printed the document, signed it with glitter pens, and hung it beside the fridge. our actual legal planning remained blissfully free of celestial property