Lester went to the store after a Christmas one year and saw a bulk box of 72 bars of hand soap on sale for 10 dollars so now Bo's hands permanently smell like Winter Wonderland.
Vinny's motivational song is Physical (Long Version/Remastered) by Olivia Newton-John. He can't make any substantial progress unless that song has been playing for at least twenty minutes.
Lester goes thrifting regularly and on one of his hauls, he bought three boxes of VeggieTales VHS tapes that some moron threw away and now he goes around quoting out-of-context lines.
Every time Bo hears "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor he forgets he's a white male serial killer and dances around the garage, singing into his wrench as a proud, independent black woman who "don't need no man", Honestly pop off sis.
Bo has a habit of telling Vinny to "watch his tone" when he's signing something. Almost every time. It pisses Vinny off more than anything Bo's ever done to him before.
Vinny caught Lester making out with his pillow as a teenager and he never looked at him the same way again.
Lester and Bo have a secret society consisting of only themselves and all they ever do is photoshop the same picture of Vinny's face onto random objects like calculators or famous paintings or lava lamps. they have an entire folder dedicated to it.
More to follow. Hope you enjoyed it!
i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom
beautiful women named excessive heat warning keep messaging me
"I feel so normal about him" well I dont. move
my bad for assuming everyone has critical thinking skills btw
zombie face
imagine Lester brining home a rat to keep as a pet but doesn’t tell Vincent or Bo. he puts it in a shoe box with some bread crumbs and a water bottle cut in half with some water in it and goes to bed. the rat chews its way out of the shoe box and ends up in Bo’s room and all you here is a high pitched scream, sounding close to a woman’s scream and low and behold its Bo standing up on his dresser cussing everybody out, screaming about a rat nibbling on his toes in the middle of the night. Vincent is holding back from laughing & poor Lester is getting the brunt of it all and has to find his new friend, Joe.
I have begun to learn ASL.
For what specific purpose?
Am I deaf? No.
Do I know any actual deaf people? No.
Do I intend to teach the people in my life? Not really.
Do I just want a new life skill? I mean kinda, but not for the right reasons.
I- like the stinky, disgusting, deplorable wibble wobbler I am- have begun learning ASL purely so that I can envision myself talking with big, scary, selectively mute men while reading fanfiction.
My brain urgently needed Lester in a summer dress
Just look at this coquette