“Stop crowding me you guys,” Jeff growled at his new roommates, “or I’ll give you all two black eyes.”
“Hey Jeff, look! We’re two peas in a—”
“Yeah, two peas in an escape pod. Ha ha ha, Gary. Hilarious. You’ve only used that joke 50 times today. God, just shut up already.”
[ ED. NOTE: Angela has spent the day consoling poor Jeff. The little guy has nowhere to go, so I told her that he could stay here for a while so long as HEY IS THAT MY MUG? NO WAY IS HE STAYING IN MY MUG, ANGELA. ]