Mr. Galt and I finally agree on something. I feel like this conversation would be much more productive if we were all high. Wait, what we talking about again? Oh yeah, oh yeah...did you see that dude that jumped from a balloon in outerspace? Duuuuuude...that was crazy. Did you order pizza yet?
What did we get yesterday? I can't remember. Is it my turn to order or your's? A unicorn!? Maaannnn, he sees all the cool ****. I never see no damn unicorns. Hey, where is fletch? Wasn't he just here?
No, dude, he just called saying he saw a unicorn. He hasn't been here for weeks... bastard is avoiding us because it's his turn to order.... Yesterday we got this *holds up a zip lock bag*, I think we ate brownies... can't be sure
I'm pretty sure thats mine. Yeah, did you find it on the couch? I left it there. Gimme. Where did fletch go?
It's not yours dude, I found it. I'll trade it for your gyro though, I'm still hungry. I feel like I'm missing something.... dude.. where's fletch's car, and why is the door open?