Easy, that's like putting a fucking do not disturb on the outside of the door, putting a fucking panuelo on the outside of the door handle. Don't be disturbing me, we pressling up, bitches.

Lifey, I love you. I should have left my message before listening to Brie's message, because she got my funny bone rocking. I love you, mama. And I love it when you're on the phone with Dr. Beck. That's where you belong, until you come on home, which I know you're about to do. So, love you. Waiting on you. Te amo. Te quiero mucho.

Aw, come on. You mean to tell me you guys still haven't gotten the room? You're the worst right now.