Honestly though, I’d rather watch paint dry or water boil than watch anything with Jenn in it.
I would pay $20 to J¢ and Prop #2's therapy fund to watch Ginn and Dim (but especially Ginn) go through adult boot camp. It would be so
bleeping entertaining, the
witch would be having a meltdown every 5 minutes. She'd have to survive at least a week of a 9-5 job, meal plan, feed the kids something other than beige meat and potatoes, make a meal from scratch without a meal planning kit (while *gasp* having a load of laundry going at the same time), eat a balanced diet of no more than 2500 calories consisting of 3 meals at most and 2 snacks, wake up by 9am, DRIVE her kids to daycare or school, run errands on her own (and drive to those errands unless she wants to take public transportation on her own), walk for at least 10 minutes, clean up the damn house, get the sprinklers fixed, get through a week of not plopping the kids in front their individual tablets, potty train the kids, and only fake laugh after every 20 remarks from Dim instead of after every single
bleeping thing that comes out of his mouth. She would have to squeeze in showering and brushing her hair, getting her glasses fixed so she's not always adjusting them, and wearing something besides either super tight clothing or clothing that does double-duty as a circus tent.
Oh and there'd be a giant angry property tax puppet that chases them around from time to time to remind them to pay their taxes and actually go through their mail.
The theme song for the show would be sung by the Ft Pampers Mouse Choir, with the Ft Pampers Cockroach Orchestra providing accompaniment.
I bet he's watched it too.
