my former roommates in a crumbling marriage were told by their couple’s therapist that they needed to get a shared hobby, any shared hobby, literally any hobby, so they decided it should be watching mr beast. vivid memories of coming home to seeing them sitting five feet apart on the sofa, watching mr beast with completely blank expressions and occasionally making slightly strained comments
I gasped out loud at this????
I were the therapist I'd be like no....... maybe not like that........














