animalstalkinginallcaps:

SHAWN? SHAWN, IT’S ME, MARY. CAN YOU HEAR ME?

JESUS, YOU GUYS, HE SMELLS LIKE A DISTILLERY. I’M GLAD HE PASSED THE BAR EXAM, BUT DID YOU HAVE TO LET HIM DRINK LIKE THIS? YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST TAKEN OFF HIS SHOES. OH, AND HE’S STILL GOT GUM IN HIS MOUTH. THAT’S JUST GREAT. HE COULD CHOKE.

SHAWN? SHAWN, IT’S MARY. YOU FELL ASLEEP WITH GUM IN YOUR MOUTH. I’M JUST GOING TO GET IT OUT FOR YOU, OKAY?

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