I'm Going to Leave This Right Here
Apr. 10th, 2017 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
asphaltcowgrrlSo I don't lose it because this is cracky gold.
Because I'm trash, I always browse the headlines over at ONTD (don't judge me... sometimes I need a laugh). Anyway, this morning there was this one about Busy Phillipps (who? no clue) saying she was almost murdered in an Uber. The whole summary of the article had me dying with laughter because I totally envisioned James and Zayne going out (without Andy, obviously), having too much to drink, calling an Uber, and finding someone already in the backseat.
"WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU IN OUR UBER?"
"OMG, WE'RE GOING TO DIE!"
"YOU CAN'T KILL US, WE'RE COPS!"
"We're cops?"
"Yes, cowboy, we're cops."
"Damn, I forgot we were cops."
"You're drunk ass cops."
Or something becuase I'm an idiot.
How many bunnies, indeed.
Because I'm trash, I always browse the headlines over at ONTD (don't judge me... sometimes I need a laugh). Anyway, this morning there was this one about Busy Phillipps (who? no clue) saying she was almost murdered in an Uber. The whole summary of the article had me dying with laughter because I totally envisioned James and Zayne going out (without Andy, obviously), having too much to drink, calling an Uber, and finding someone already in the backseat.
"WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU IN OUR UBER?"
"OMG, WE'RE GOING TO DIE!"
"YOU CAN'T KILL US, WE'RE COPS!"
"We're cops?"
"Yes, cowboy, we're cops."
"Damn, I forgot we were cops."
"You're drunk ass cops."
Or something becuase I'm an idiot.
How many bunnies, indeed.
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