Boyfriend and I had a collective mental breakdown over the fact that all we’ve thought about is Pocahontas for the past three days.
I’m 350% done.
This is my land! I make the laws here! And I say anyone who so much as looks at an Indian without killing him on sight, will be tried for treason and hanged!
TT: We have to start going to bed earlier. Do you realize that you were so giddy and delirious last night that you started quoting Ratcliffe’s lines in Ed’s voice? That’s some disturbing shit.
KK: *Ed voice* “The gold of Cortez!”
TT: Oh my gosh.