Now I’m offended and intrigued. I want to meet this nana who is so much funnier than me. Because I would never use recycled jokes. That’s an insult. 

My nana is basically like Tina Fey in the 60's. I'm just messing with you, geez. 

You got accused by something you clearly did?

I didn't even smoke, you ass. Even the thought of it sickens me.  

More fun than you, Hastings. I can take all kinds of jokes, because my sense of humor is flawless. 

Flawless, my ass. My nana can joke funnier than your recycled seventh grade jokes. 

That’s a bit… out there? I can’t say I did the same.

Nah, not really. I kept my bra on. Just because I have a trashy reputation, doesn't mean I can't keep it classy. 

Gross. And you’re no fun. 

You're no fun, Adams. You can't take a single, frickin' joke. 

I finally went outside today, but it was only to get some food. Good news, I got a smoothie. Bad news, I bumped into a hot guy and the smoothie spilled down the front of my shirt. Wow, my life sucks.

Been there, done that. Mine was soda and I eventually removed my shirt.

Smoking what? Heh. 

Your mom's pubes. What do you think? Cigars, duh.