Ginn: "I forgot how much work a newborn is, and how everything takes longer like bathing and feeding and clothing him! Before you know it the day is over and there's barely any time to edit!"
You'd probably have more time in your day if you didn't accompany Dimmy on every errand like a fatty tumor (most of which could be consolidated into one day or aren't even necessary, like all the Target runs, or you know there's this thing called online bleeping shopping) and managed your time better by not sitting next to the washing machine while it runs, or reading every single comment that's about you after your pity party, or watching VPR while spending an hour making vegan tacos that you said are supposed to take 30 minutes. Those tacos looked like sad microwaved tacos that you buy in the freezer aisle.
Also, Dim was so not pleased when he learned the mushroom-fake-meat tacos were spicy cause he said spicy gives him heartburn.
Ginn's response: "oh noooohow's the baby doing" (written like that on purpose because she didn't even take a breather between her faux concern/surprise? that he gets heartburn to trying to change the subject to the baby).
Do you think Holy Moly is *fuming* that yet again there was no footage of them unboxing whatever goodies the desperate Canadian moose nugget sent them yet again? That dude probably sends them more tit than all the stuff Ginn likes to complain that Dim's mom buys for her grandchildren.
You'd probably have more time in your day if you didn't accompany Dimmy on every errand like a fatty tumor (most of which could be consolidated into one day or aren't even necessary, like all the Target runs, or you know there's this thing called online bleeping shopping) and managed your time better by not sitting next to the washing machine while it runs, or reading every single comment that's about you after your pity party, or watching VPR while spending an hour making vegan tacos that you said are supposed to take 30 minutes. Those tacos looked like sad microwaved tacos that you buy in the freezer aisle.
Also, Dim was so not pleased when he learned the mushroom-fake-meat tacos were spicy cause he said spicy gives him heartburn.
Ginn's response: "oh noooohow's the baby doing" (written like that on purpose because she didn't even take a breather between her faux concern/surprise? that he gets heartburn to trying to change the subject to the baby).
Do you think Holy Moly is *fuming* that yet again there was no footage of them unboxing whatever goodies the desperate Canadian moose nugget sent them yet again? That dude probably sends them more tit than all the stuff Ginn likes to complain that Dim's mom buys for her grandchildren.