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@ohno-emmastone
I would try and use the whole ‘I’m eating for two, so you have to give me twice as much’ crap on you, so…it’s probably for the best we get one each. Can we go now?!
Aw, pregnant Alison! I didn’t even know! I’m going to be your food bringer person. And I’m going to try and finish it faster than you so I know if I can beat a pregnant lady when it comes to food. Yess!
I don’t know about anyone else, but for me, there’s something terrifying about waking up in a house or a room that isn’t yours. I always dive right into some insane type of internal panic like– where am I? This isn’t my bed. Have I been kidnapped? Where’s my dog? I would make a horrible sex slave.. please let whatever country they’re going to sell me to have pickles.. – Of course, after a few minutes I remember who’s house I fell asleep at the night before and everything’s cool. Those few seconds though– totally what nightmares are made of.. and no, I totally didn’t just experience this waking up here for the first time.. not at all.
I like how one of your first thoughts when waking up has something to do with how you’d be a terrible sex slave and how you hope they have pickles. Like, you’re not even questioning the sex slave thing you’re just owning it and hoping there’s a pickle around. I like it. I get it though, those first few seconds can be terrifying in a different place. I think that’s why I always hated traveling and staying in random hotels all the time.
“–I dunno why my son convinced me to buy this robovac, it’s creepy as fuck.”
What’s a robovac? Are they fun? I want it.
I’m glad I am your favorite person besides Jen. Well you’ll eventually have to let go so you can go pee.
But of course! How could you not be? Maybe. I'll think about it. Will you promise to still wait for me? Maybe sing to me through the door while you wait for me to come back to hug you?
Can we go and get some Nutella at some point soon? Because that’s very much wanted right now. And it’s kind of your fault. And clearly you need some too, since you missed out last time.
Of course, I could never deny such a request. I mean, usually I would argue after being blamed like this but I take full responsibility. It really is my fault. We're getting, like, one each right? We're not the sharing only one type... Right?
I hope not. Probably, though, as a grown woman was crying over shampoo. But it made my hair so soft and healthy. How could I not cry over them being out of it?
I understand. Who doesn't want soft and healthy hair? Do you have the shampoo now at least or are they still out? I need to find this shampoo for you, Dianna. We can't have your hair not being so soft and healthy. We need to go to the store.
Yeah, obviously when it comes to kids of our own, we wanna imagine they won’t be throwing tantrums in the middle of stores or public. We can only hope we get lucky and picture them as a saint child, but i feel like that’s just rare.—Oh, now that? I’d even pay to see in the morning with certain people.
Very rare. I feel like getting the saint child would be like winning the lottery. I don't even know how I would handle a child throwing a tantrum in the middle of a store. I would like to imagine I'd tell them to stop but then you see so many parents these days just flat out ignoring them. It makes you wonder if that's just the way to do it or if the parents are just that over it.
Oh, you have a list of acceptable cereals? I can agree to a certain extent on the chocolate lucky charms, but they still don’t beat the loops for me. How can you not love all the pretty colours? And no, if I bring you Nutella then I’m rewarding you for having a public breakdown. I don’t want to encourage this behaviour, I’m all about the happiness.
Yes. Doesn't everyone? Or is it just me? I'm not here for presentation of the cereal. They can look as colourful as they want but at the end of the day they don't beat the taste that is the chocolate lucky charms. Are you basing your favourite cereal on how it looks? But bringing me Nutella during a breakdown would make me happy. So doesn't that technically fall into your whole happiness thing?
I do like eating so I would definitely love that! Ham sandwiches work well! So you are still having ham for the holiday even if it’s not the kind you’re wishing for.
What about presents? Do they send you presents? Or am I buying my own presents and pretending they're from other people so it looks like I have lots of friends?
Yeah, but just in case, carve a toothbrush for a knife just in case. You never know when being multiples peoples bitch might get messy and i’d rather get you from that place in one peace.
I have no idea how to do that, so I'm going to need to spend the rest of my night on Google. You're right though. I'd rather come out whole. I'm going to go rewatch Orange is the New Black. Maybe I'll get some pointers about prison life.
Nah I don’t pull them at the store I usually pull them a t home but you can watch anytime you want.
In that case I will. I am not one to decline an offer when it comes to watching a good tantrum.
That hurts, Emma. I just wanted to know if you were telling the truth!
And I was because I always do! I am the ultimate truth teller.
Same here. After my mom busted my ass, I would have been in so much trouble when I got home. Then again, we were all raised with manners and know what respect is, y’know? Kids, and parents, now don’t seem to understand that. Wait, you told her you were sneaking out then did it? That’s not sneaking out, though. Yes! I’d have the only signed copies and people would be so jealous. You’re set! Although, would you actually sell the Nutella or keep it all for yourself?
It's sad when you think about it. Everything seems way more different then what it was when adults used to be younger. I think I'm more sad seeing kids glued to technology at young ages instead of going out to have fun like you used to have to. Hey, it was so sneaking out. That's what I told my friends when I saw them anyway. That's a good question. I'm not sure if I would want to actually part with it if I knew it was eventually going to run out.
You passed the test. We’re now friends. I’m Renee, nice to meet you. I usually eat it by itself or on strawberries. Something to that effect. It’s impossible not to get upset. Especially if you’ve been having a taste for something then finding out that the store doesn’t have it.
Oh, thank God. I don't know what I would have done if I failed that test. Strawberries are good to eat it on!! But then again, who can ever say no to chocolate covered strawberries? Exactly!
I dare you to have a mental breakdown when they don’t have your Nutella. Make sure someone is there to record it tho.
But what if I end up being front page TMZ news. I'm not ready for my downward spiral just yet. I want to wait another few years before that - at least.
I miss being able to get away with that, people really don’t like it now a days.I get your pain here, but with way to much more than nutella. I was totally excited for a Emma Stone ruckus. We shall break down together cause I will be upset with the lack of nutella to.
Well, since you're all up for breaking down together then I say lets go for it! Having a breakdown will be a little better if there's someone else around. That means the attention won't all be on me.
Sometimes I wish I was still a child. It’s pretty much acceptable for children to throw tantrums, but it’s not acceptable for me to do it. Sometimes I just want to throw myself on the floor and cry hysterically because I don’t have any candy.
Right!? Who doesn't want to cry when they run out of candy!? I find it shocking how it's not socially acceptable for adults to throw tantrums over trivial things. We need to start making it socially acceptable!
