Brad And Chris Froze Watching In Terror. A Squirrel Picked Up Brads New IPhone And Posted This Pic Seven

Brad and Chris froze watching in terror. A squirrel picked up Brads new iPhone and posted this pic seven times. Not impressive or funny. It’s 2021. A $1000 phone should tell squirrels to go away when they pick it up. This one proved squirrel user friendly. How smart could this phone really be? Chris then asked how a squirrel got to the 29th floor anyway. Brad thought perhaps squirrels sneak in when it rains cats and dogs. Nobody polices that and everyone in Southern California runs and hides the second mist happens. Chris agreed. It wasn’t a terrible theory. Science obviously further off than that. The ‘smart’ phone was on Face ID. That’s exactly when Brad’s paranoia with squirrels began.

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On his way to the agency, Chris randomly flash backed to that infamous flight to Geneva. It might be a sign but he didn’t feel like reading right now.

‘Perfectly not trying.’ What did that mean? Was it mean? Chris didn’t understand what the cabin boy was saying. He ALWAYS tried.

After thumbing through Brads many faces, Chris decided it best to hold on to the remark until he forgot it again. If he could only remember how to forget. Now this day wasn’t going so well was it?!

Chris then text Brad to ask where he was going. Brad said the grocery store. Chris replied with a negative. He had to get his check. Where was it?

Brad said it best to ask the check. Chris then apologized. Brad was right. The check needed to speak for itself. It may be paper, but it was still money. Chris really needed to take the corporate rights movement seriously. Businesses weren’t yet people.

Brad’s speedo was once again money. Wasn’t there something he was supposed to loathe about that? Recycled fashion was redundant. Or was it reductive? Damn that Lady Gaga. Her relevance antics kept throwing Brad off. Tea sounded nice. “Yes. Raspberry beret. Thank u.”

Turns out woodchucks really DO chuck A LOT of wood. Well, that made Chris happy. “Come on Brad!”

Gosh. That was a good idea.

What ‘did it all’ mean? Was it every position? Every person? Was it even related to sex?!? Was there anything that wasn’t? Chris began to wonder if he might just be too low maintenance.

The wardrobe malfunctions at the Clark’s photo shoot were officially outta control. None of this jived with Chris. How could underwear be 100% off?

Ok. Why am I standing like this again? I don’t see Paris burning.