What the hell did Hootey and I do last night??
I didn't sleep until like, 10am because I spent most of the night playing hardcore Minecraft with hooteyvs because we were bored as tits. As it's nearing 6am, Hootey just starts going off about Beyonce for some odd reason.
The shit was so obscure, and so random that I was losing my shit - it being like, 6am and neither of us slept, it was funny as hell. I wanted to keep this forever, so I wrote down what I could remember in Notepad.
This is what I had written down:
"Beyonce is a beautiful woman"
Something about truffle eye-drops being 60k every few drops and how they (Beyonce? or Hootey idk) have to settle for store-brand truffle drops and how devastating it is
Inaudible whining noises - Hootey's mating call (I think he was saying something????)
Beyonce wanting to order her multimillionaire husband a rocket launcher for Christmas but freaked out because the rockets weren't in fucking beige. She gets in her car, crying into her $400,000 (suede?) coat, obviously upset by these turn of events.
Jay-Z walks out in his third bathrobe of the morning, wondering why Beyonce is freaking the hell out, grabbing a bowl of cereal but the bowl has a hole in the bottom of it and no one knows why.
Beyonce and Hootey get drunk one night together, revealing that she doesn't believe in cotton and that she can't drown, for some fucking reason.
Hootey takes her to a pool the same night and makes a bet with her.
"Guess what happens," whispers Hootey in the skype call
"DAYLIGHT FUCKING SAVINGS TIME" - followed by spastic Hootey noises as he proceeds to have a seizure
I didn't understand. I'll never understand.
The rest of the night was a god damn blur.