Luke is so adorably drunk. Listen to this.
"Luke?"
"Yeah mun?" he tries a Jamaican accent.
"I love you."
"I love you too, schmoo! I love your shoes, I love your - well, I don't love your poos but I love your... uh... your boo... moo... goo... glue... um... bluuuuue... BLOW! Blow me!"
"Is that why you came home early? 'Cause you were tryna rhyme shit, and your friends were like, TAXXIIIIIII!"
"No... Yeah... Pretty much. No, nah. Kidding. I came home to see youuuu, schmoooooo! Hug meee, schmeeeee!"
When he sobers up a little, I'm gonna be like, OW! FUCK ME RAW, BABY! MAKE ME BLEEEEEED! ...Ah, his stupid is rubbing off on me. Stupid is contageous! He is tryna get me to drink too but I don't wanna I'll just pass out that's all I do anymore! |