i clown on jeff constantly but if someone said this about me you’d see me on the news.
imagine being jeff carter and getting traded to reunite with your best friend after half a season where you were outwardly miserable, playing like shit probably on purpose, and everyone knew why. it has become public knowledge that you can’t function without him but it doesnt matter cause you’re back together now. and then someone says this about you. i would have started pacing around my kitchen at 3am like a grizzled private eye stuck on a case i just cant crack trying to figure out who the hell was his source. and then blown up the wells fargo center probably.

















