Mark: And uh, you know, I Fink she’s a really great gal! Kevin: Oh, no….
Kevin: On a side note, I don’t need to get those hateful tweets. Naya: (laughs) Yeah, Artie’s now in the dog house. Kevin: Oh yeah, they’re like “Stay away from Brittany!” Like, I’ve been getting them for a while now, but wooo! Lately… Like, like I get it, but I’m not Artie! So don’t tweet me that. Like hateful hateful… I’m like, “I’m gonna block you!”
So happy that I just replaced fucking with freaking, so happy that I don’t even care that my muscles are being replaced with fat as I lay in this bed watching the first season, so happy that it makes me feel hopeful and confident, so happy that I legitimately physically SMILE AND LAUGH the whole time I’m watching it. Like no joke. And I don’t do that shit.
This has been a post to express my warm and fuzzy glee feelings of which I have many.