Brit?
Brit, it's me
It's me
I can't raise my voice
Because
BECAUSE
Remember the guy I--yeah, from last night--Yeah
Um...he's...here...
Yeah, well
Apparently
When I was...not quite...sober...last night
I made the decision to bring him home
And somebody
Somebody meaning you
Neglected to tell me
That it would be SNOWING today
Now his car is in my driveway
And my driveway has four feet of snow in front of it
And even if I could shovel him out of the driveway
Which is, believe me, a thought I've entertained
It wouldn't matter
Because my entire street
Is a giant ice rink
Brit, I am not kidding
There are small children
Skating in front of my mailbox
As we speak
What am I supposed to do?
HOW am I going to kick him out, Brit?
It's not like I have a team of Alaskan sled dogs he can borrow!
This is why I can't have a one night stand
This is God punishing me for being trashy
He is smiting the Earth with snow
To punish me
For bringing a guy home
Who told me this morning
That sometimes he likes to eat pancake batter
Rather than actually MAKE pancakes
I have brought home
A moron
And I have fornicated with him
And now he can't leave
He's in my backyard right now
Writing his name in the snow
Brit, I have put my tongue in that man's mouth
What was I THINKING?
Why didn't you STOP me?
What?
Where are you?
His roommate?
He had a roommate?
So you're at his place?
What's it like there?
Smells like what?
Does he have ferrets?
In the LIVING ROOM?
Huh
Wow
So you're really in a...Wow
And there's no shower?
Oof
You know what?
I think I'm okay
I'll just lock him in the bathroom
Until the snow melts
Good luck, Brit
Stay strong
Now if you'll excuse me
I have to get back to my house guest
I think I hear him downstairs
Making pancake batter for breakfast
Bye bye
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