Man, look at us, improving our lives. Or at least you are improving your life and I’m sitting here on my busted broken fat ass saying “MAN, LOOK AT KATE GO” and then eating everything that can fit in my mouth. Kind of like Ollie. Oh god, I’m turning into Ollie. Soon my mom will love me and squeeze me and feed me nonstop.
Wait. Who am I kidding? That will never happen.
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