V: G... freaked out.. about Celia putting her babies in the garden...
G: I did not freak out, I just don't understand why it was all weird and sad.
V: No, she was disgusted by this...
A: NO YOU said it was weird and sad
(Around here, I don't know who but someone randomly inserts SLUT into the convo)
V: She was more than willing to bury a baby pig fetus, somewhere around here.
G: I just wanted to see it. I wanted to see it, and then I had to give you a reason to bring it.
V: So we could give it a proper beurial? ...burial?
G: Beurial?
V: Don't change the subject!
G: Yeah, I just wanted to see it, and then you could be like (mumble mumble), and then okay we can bury it, I don't care what we do with it.
V: Someone took a picture of it though!
S: Hold on, I'm sorry, do we have a baby pig fetus in the facility?
A/G/V: No
G: ..but I wish we did.
S: Thank you, all right, then question established, I'm fine with that.
V: Can we get some preservative, and then I'll bring one?
G: Where are you going to get preservative from, i don't know?
V: Exactly...
A: I HAVE FORMULIN JARS!
V: ....with...preservative in it?
S: What is that gonna do?
A: (in response to V's question) Oh well we can always pick that up...
S: I'm so glad you have the jars.
A: ...and then you can just pull out...
G: Just put vodka in them.
A: ...the baby kittens?
V: We're not... putting...
G: Kittens???
S: Wait, I'm sorry, you have kittens in jars?
A: Well they're, like, fetuses.
S: You have kitten fetuses in jars?
G: SO WHY AM I THE WEIRD ONE THAT WANTS ONE FETUS, AND SHE'S ALREADY GOT MULTIPLE FETUSES, AND THAT'S NOT EVEN WEIRD AT ALL???
V: Because we didn't even know about this until right now.
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