For months I said that I needed a sitcom of what happened with my friends in my car, and this is the next best thing behind a contracted HollyWood show.
Ben loses his mind over a German dessert I brought in. I have video footage somewhere, I'll probably upload it to my YouTube channel because it's a. f***ing hilarious and b. there was a legitimate reason for us cackling like maniacs and I want people to know.
you know that one meme where it's the two people that are having a good time whilst there's a single sad soul in the middle of it all who has no idea and is part of a generally sad existence? Me, Kayla, and poor, poor Olivia.
We may never know the knowledge Olivia so desperately desired to impart upon us.
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CONTENT WARNING: a bad pun.
In which we prove that we are actually lucid human beings capable of seemingly normal conversation. Feat. Aggressive Affection.
Okay so I accidentally manually turned the headlights off so I thought they just went out and I held down the brights whilst scream-apologizing to every car that we passed.
I don't deliver well at the end of some tangent, Ben gets defensive, and Olivia lets loose a sentence from Pandora's box in our ongoing quest as agents of chaos. (see also: getting dragged by my mom in the beginning).
My big little brother(2 years younger and 5 inches taller) forcefully implements a semi-logical line of reasoning into your daily dose of crackhead hour.
I'm sorry to all our french listeners (if that totals up to zero, which I think it does, then I'm no longer sorry).
I think I made a new language with all the incorrect versions of pedantic I said so there's always that,,,
Hello. Yomp. Yort. We discuss the og viral videos and almost get rekt but it's not my fault I swear.