One weekend, I was supposed to go home, but something ended up happening and I couldn't, so I went back to my dorm and found my boyfriend hooking up with my roommate.

Your boyfriend cheated on ya, I bet he like, I bet he's, I bet, I bet your boyfriend is Clint Eastwood, he's a fucking top G, and that bird that he cheated on ya, she's fucking Margot Robbie's daughter, fucking Randy Orton, innit?

That's what you call cheating, for real, like, oh my god.