I was at my friend’s Bat Mit- - i don’t know how to spell it but I’m too lazy to look it up — and me and my friends were having a spaghetti party in the bathroom at this hotel (i don’t know) and it was pretty chill. Eating spaghetti under the sink, my friend was singing Elton John into a tampon like it was a microphone. And then this friggin KAREN comes into the bathroom (should’ve used the family bathroom), takes a shit and tells us — heavy midwestern accent and all — to “gow joiyn the payrty” like we were toddlers or something. I swear, it might have been the lowest, saddest moment of my life, having to socialize again. So that was fun.
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