the Gene Genie does not dance
SHUT THE HELL UP, I HAVE CEASED TO CARE ABOUT ALL POSSIBLE RELEVANT MYTHOLOGY THEORIES FOR THE TIME BEING, BECAUSE:
THIS HAPPENED.
"Got any Herb Alpert?"
"No."
BEST. CALLBACK. EVER.
brb downloading the actually really good version of this because clearly these caps are shit
(The bit, when he starts kissing her forehead? As in "this dancing business is fine and posh, Bolls, but do you want to have sex or do you want to have sex?" ajsfhaksjfhaksfhahasfaf I'm sorry were you, uh, saying something? SORRY. I WASN'T LISTENING. I WAS TOO BUSY FLOPPING AROUND ON MY BED CONVINCED I WAS HALLUCINATING.)
HAHAHA. WHO NEEDS TO HAVE DEEP THOUGHTS ABOUT VIRGIL AND THE BIBLE WHEN YOU'VE GOT THAT TIME SHE TOLD GENE TO JUST WAIT IN THE BEDROOM WHILE SHE GOT RID OF THE PERSON KNOCKING ON THE DOOR SO THEY COULD GET ON GETTING IT ON.
FANDOM SHORE HOUSE:
I CALL OUR FIRST TRIBAL COUNCIL TO ORDER.
There was some business with Sam and Annie. I think. I don't know. What do we think? I don't know. I'm not exactly thinking straight at the moment. I'm passing this conch shell to someone else, I can't run this meeting right now. Did someone remember the whiskey?