Me: Apparently it’s bad luck if you cheers with water.
Andy: I don’t give a fuck.
Me: Apparently it’s bad luck if you cheers with water.
Andy: I don’t give a fuck.
Andy: They do weird things.
Me: Like orgy weird?
Andy: One of the girls has a jar of her own tears.
Andy: I’m like, a 6? Where 12 is blackout?
Me: Oh, so like 50% there.
Andy: I don’t think it’s linear.
Me: Ohhh……….
Andy: You ever like a comment on YouTube by accident then unlike it’cause you don’t want anyone to know you were part of that weird-ass ecosystem?
Me: So apparently it’s Pisces season and Mercury’s in retrograde.
Andy: What do I do with this information?
Andy: Sometimes meltdowns are cathartic! But I guess it’s a gamble on rising from the ashes or, you know, spiraling, no biggie.
Me: I’m looking at all-inclusive resorts in Mexico.
Andy: If I’m going to hell, it’s because the instructions were unclear.
Andy: What colour grapes though?
Me: Both, I’m not a racist.
Andy: Oh, I am. Red grapes matter.
Andy: I made an anagram of your name.
Me: What is it?
Andy: Anus chair. (“anis chair”)
Me: …
Andy: Feel free to chair-ish it.
Andy: Pun intended.
(on Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows)
Andy: I binged it in a day while having “If Everyone Cared” by Nickelback on repeat and I cried when Hagrid was carrying Harry’s seemingly dead body.
Andy: Weird shit, fam.
Andy: Not sobbing, more like on singular extremely manly tear.
Andy: Don’t forget that part.