Heather: i hate that project. i hate my life. i'd love to just, drink motor oil or something
Nikki: LET'S DO IT
Heather: but that'd prolly be gross
Nikki: motor oil date. we can shit our pants after
Heather: switch it to guinness, i hear it's about the same
Nikki: and there's a ball in the can!
Heather: ok, i'll be back. i want that ball