Thursday Morning, November 6th
(8:15) So yesterday, in an earth-shattering revelation
(8:15) I learned that Ling and I are apparently best friends
(8:19) ... I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not.
(8:21) Not
(8:22) ... You didn't know that you were best friends with your best friend?
(8:23) What did you think that your guys' relationship status was, exactly?
(8:25) Like I told Al, frenemies
(8:25) You know, useful to use, fun to torture
(8:26) Uh huh.
(8:27) I've known of both your existences for like… what? Not even a month, now? And even I knew that you guys were the bestest of buddies.
(8:27) Guess denial is not just a river in Egypt.
(8:29) Oh shaddup
(8:30) Ling didn't realize either
(8:33) You're both adorable.
(8:34) Gonna get some bracelets? Matching tattoos?
(8:36) Yeah, gonna ink his face on my ass
(8:38) Classic.
(8:40) Why does everyone love giving me shit
(8:42) Easy target.
(8:44) PFFT
(8:44) WHATEVER
(8:45) WATER OFF A DUCK'S BACK
(8:47) Sure.
(8:48) Don't cry too hard into your pillow later, you'll need your voice to catcall Taylor Hanson on Saturday.
(8:50) You're so mean to me
(8:51) Also, don't underestimate the durability of my screams
(8:53) Cheeky.
(8:55) I MEAN
(8:55) NOT LIKE THAT
(8:55) … or, well
(8:56) I don't actually know how that would play out in a sexual situation
(8:56) That said, I can't really see myself as being a screamer during the naughty-times ?
(8:59) This conversation took a very unexpected turn.
(9:02) Are you blushing over there, Winry
(9:02) ?
(9:03) Bet you are
(9:05) To quote you: Shaddup.
(9:07) HA you totally are
(9:08) Does thinkin about my scrawny bod and smart-ass mouth get you all hot and bothered
(9:08) ?
(9:11) You wish.
(9:13) Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah it does hahahaha
(9:15) Easy for you to be cackling over there behind your phone screen. I bet if you were here with me right now you'd be blushing from the roots of your hair to your toes, and like… stammering because you couldn't remember how to speak English or something.
(9:17) Incorrect
(9:18) I would've passed out from embarrassment after insinuating that I was an accomplished screamer
(9:19) And after coming to I never would've been able to look you in the eyes again
(9:21) What are you going to do on Saturday, then?
(9:23) Now
(9:23) ?
(9:24) Avoid screaming at all costs
(9:26) Going to be hard to keep that out of your head when we're making out in my backseat, I think.
(9:28) NOOOOOOOOOOOO
(9:28) WINRY
(9:29) WHYYYYYY would you do that to my brain
(9:31) Oh, you know. Cause I can, mostly.
(9:33) Welp I hope you enjoyed my mouth on Sunday
(9:34) That might be the extent of the kissing I will be able to provide you
(9:34) Least without my brain imploding
(9:36) It's a risk I'm willing to take.
(9:40) I genuinely don't know whether to be flattered or insulted
(9:43) ... Both?
(9:47) ANYWHO
(9:48) In other, (hopefully) less tangent-inducing revelations
(9:49) Dad put a fuckload of money in my account for Saturday
(9:51) Wanna buy out Red Lobster?
(9:53) Lol!
(9:53) Are you asking me out to dinner, Ed?
(9:55) And lunch
(9:56) I mean, I figured with you picking me up at noon we'd have to eat eventually, right
(9:57) We can't just suck face all day, we'd probably die
(10:00) If it means anything to you, it's an experiment I wouldn't mind being a part of.
(10:02) It's probably been done, somewhere
(10:02) Bet I could find the research paper
(10:05) Hey, I'm no scientist, but even I know that results are more credible when they can be reproduced.
(10:07) Touche
(10:08) We don't have to eat sit down food at any rate
(10:08) If you really want to test all day make-out theories we can do fast food drive thru and totally weird out cashiers
(10:11) I don't actually think I could drive with your face attached to mine.
(10:13) Not with that attitude
(10:16) Besides, aren't you supposed to… *ahem* … /attend/ to drivers in other ways, when you're the passenger?
(10:20) !
(10:21) WINRY ROCKBELL
(10:23) Yes, Edward Elric?
(10:25) You're scandalous
(10:26) I feel like somewhere, Paninya just started tearing up with pride and doesn't know why
(10:28) Hahaha! Yes, almost definitely.
(10:29) Anyway, if I can't be scandalous with my boyfriend, who exactly /can/ I be scandalous with?
(10:33) Random strangers on the internet
(10:33) ?
(10:35) Yourself in the privacy of your own imagination ?
(10:38) Do you not want me to be scandalous? I can work on being a little more puritan, I guess, but I feel like the quality of my dick jokes will suffer.
(10:40) No, please, scandalize away
(10:41) Better here than in person where I would blub blub blub at you with big ole, terrified googly eyes
(10:42) At least now nobody knows why I'm a tomato-face
(10:44) I don't know about that, Mr. Taint Goblin. If you're texting in class again they're likely thinking to themselves, "Oh check out Edward Elric, his girlfriend must be talking about them swapping spit again."
(10:46) … I had absolutely forgotten about that
(10:48) I envy your short memory.
(10:50) Well I'm not in Mustang's class, so
(10:51) After that exchange I don't know how interested my other teachers are in reading my message history
(10:53) It's not like we're sexting.
(10:55) … /Yet./
(10:57) Edward!
(10:59) Yes, Winry, dear ?
(11:03) You're a butthead.
(11:05) If I'm a butthead that you're totally and completely into, what does that make you
(11:05) ?
(11:08) No answer ?
(11:10) The answer is a butthead-liker
(11:11) Butthead-kisser
(11:12) Butthead-hand-holder
(11:13) … and I'm a butthead-who-you-might-get-a-bit-soppy-over
(11:14) A butthead who /might/ get a bit soppy over you
(11:15) And who def thinks that being puritan in any regard is a travesty and unwelcome
(11:17) Edward Elric's Dating Tips: #10
(11:19) NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
(11:21) "Thoroughly elaborate on the many ways in which she is (obviously) in-like with a complete and utter butthead."
(11:24) "In-like"
(11:25) I'm not even mad
(11:25) You're fucking adorable
(11:28) Mmmmmm.
(11:29) Also: Edward Elric's Dating Tips: #11
(11:31) HEY
(11:33) "Tell her to be scandalous."
(11:36) I take it back
(11:36) You're meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaannnnnn
(11:39) Nah.
(11:40) And taking back what? Are you saying that I'm not adorable?
(11:42) … No
(11:43) Pretty sure there are laws that require boyfriends to call their girlfriends adorable at all times
(11:45) I think you just like calling me your girlfriend. Whatever the adjective.
(11:48) YUP
(11:49) Kinda like how you like calling me your boyfriend, whatever the adjective
(11:50) Cute
(11:50) Twitchy
(11:50) Annoying
(11:51) Charismatic
(11:51) Shitty
(11:52) Ed is all these things, and more !
(11:55) Dork.
(12:00) That too
(12:01) Hey Win
(12:04) Yes, Ed?
(12:06) What did one boat say to the other boat
(12:06) ?
(12:08) I dunno, what?
(12:10) "are you interested in a little row-mance?"
(12:12) Lol. Oh that's /super/ lame, Ed.
(12:14) Oh that's nothing
(12:16) Why are boyfriends like parking spaces ?
(12:17) ... The good ones are already taken?
(12:19) EXACTLY
(12:20) Case in point: ME
(12:22) Please don't make me strain my neck with eye-rolling again.
(12:24) Knock Knock
(12:25) Oh, God. Who's there?
(12:27) Ivan
(12:29) Ivan, who?
(12:31) Ivan to kiss you
(12:33) You lame-o. /Ivan/ to kiss you too.
(12:35) Knock knock
(12:37) I feel like you now have an agenda. Who's there?
(12:39) Water
(12:41) Water, who?
(12:43) Water you doing tonight
(12:43) Was thinking we might watch Brooklynn 99 again
(12:44) ?
(12:46) Are you going to make a habit of initiating all dates with Knock Knock jokes?
(12:47) Not that I'm complaining.
(12:49) Maaaaaaaaaaybe
(12:50) I'd love to watch TV with you later.
(12:54) Sweet
(12:55) I've got one more joke for you, then I've got a study hall with Ling
(12:57) Ooh I hope it's awful.
(12:58) The joke, I mean.
(1:00) Knock knock
(1:02) Who's there?
(1:04) Disguise
(1:06) Disguise, who?
(1:08) DISGUISE YOUR BOYFRIEND
(1:09) SUCKER
(1:11) Oh God, what have I gotten myself into?
{1:14) In my own immortal words: THE BEST JOKES ARE BAD ONES
(1:16) Yeah, but there's /bad/ and then there's /this/ flaming trainwreck.
(1:18) Alas, poor Winry
(1:19) For you are hooped by this trainwreck
(1:19) And his trainwreck jokes
(1:20) Farewell, Queen of Dick Jokes
(1:22) Talk to you later, you absolute nerd.
Thursday Afternoon, November 6th
(1:45) i'm going to assume that you've been looking bemused and love drunk all day because of your asshole
(1:47) Out of context that is quite a statement.
(1:49) i have a way with words, what can i say
(1:50) seriously tho, is that fuckhead being hella precious or something
(1:51) your heart eyes are next level
(1:54) He was being… /Ed/.
(1:56) aw man, gross
(1:58) he's turning you into pudding, isn't he
(1:59) ed and winry sittin in a tree, d-r-o-o-l-i-n-g
(1:59) first comes bad jokes
(2:00) then comes boning
(2:01) which is great cause ur super annoying
(2:06) Woooooooooow.
(2:07) America's next poet laureate, everyone. Move over, Maya Angelou!
(2:09) my skills are many
(2:10) and you should honor me like the absolute treat i am
(2:11) elope when you marry your asshole, win, else your wedding reception will know the heights AND depths of the burden of my talent
(2:13) You aren't invited.
(2:15) HA bullshit
(2:17) besides, if it ain't me it'll be your old granny
(2:18) and i honestly don't know which of us it worse
(2:20) Oh it's no contest. Definitely Granny.
(2:22) lol
(2:25) Did I tell you that she dug out a bunch of old pictures from the attic the other day?
(2:27) noooooooooope, what for
(2:29) She was sure she had baby announcements and Christmas cards somewhere from Ed's mom and dad.
(2:31) OOOH WUT
(2:31) did she find them
(2:33) Aha, yeeeees.
(2:35) I WANT TO SEE
(2:36) I WANT TO SEE BABBY ED
(2:38) I can show you the scans next time you're over. There's a baby announcement for both Edward and Alphonse (and man they were the cutest babies), and a handful of Christmas cards from when they were pretty little. Granny said she stopped getting them and didn't think much of it… she hadn't really kept touch with them otherwise, and especially not after my mom and dad passed. But I think it might have been around the time that their mom got sick, maybe?
(2:40) aw
(2:41) wait, scans
(2:43) Yeah.
(2:45) ya gonna elaborate
(2:48) Only if you promise not to give me your unrepentant shit.
(2:50) i mean
(2:50) i can certainly try. not to
(2:52) I mailed the originals to Ed and Al.
(2:54) ... why
(2:56) Last week when we were sync-watching a movie Ed like, offhandedly mentioned that after their mom died, their childhood home burned down, and that they'd lost most of their family pictures. I mentioned it to Granny, and she was pretty sure she had saved stuff… and she totally had. They deserve to have them.
(3:00) win why would i give you unrepentant shit over that
(3:00) you sweet, sweet, next-fucking-level girlfriend, you
(3:04) Oh, shush.
(3:05) They might hate it. Ed might be upset with me.
(3:07) yeah i'm sure they're gonna be really mad that you sent them pics of their mom they didn't have otherwise
(3:07) i may not know them well, but i think you and i both know just how happy it would make /us/ so
(3:09) Yeah.
(3:11) when should they show up at the school
(3:13) I sent them Tuesday. So any day, I guess. I kind of expected today, but I also don't think that they check their mail all that often.
(3:15) I also genuinely don't know if Ed would even say something. But I think Al would.
(3:17) well for what it's worth, i think it was a super sweet thing to do
(3:19) Thanks, Pan.
(3:21) you bet
(3:22) aaaaaaaaaaaaand i'm going to stop being normal & sympathetic now because i'm feeling itchy in my own skin
(3:34) Lol.
(3:23) so if he says thank you real sweet, like, are you gonna put out
(3:25) Oh fuck right off.
(3:27) ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Thursday Afternoon, November 6th
(4:30) Have you been down to get the mail today, brother?
(4:32) Nope
(4:35) Okay. I'm going to pick it up before heading to dinner. I'm hoping that those robotics magazines are here.
(4:37) Sounds good, see you at dinner
(4:47) Hey, Ed?
(4:49) Yeah
(4:49) ?
(4:51) Were you expecting anything from Winry?
(4:54) … in the mail?
(4:55) No, why, did she send me something
(4:55) She never said she was sending me something
(4:58) Actually, she sent /us/ something.
(5:00) What is it
(5:01) ?
(5:03) I don't know, I'm not going to open it without you. Are you already at dinner?
(5:05) Yeah, I just sat down
(5:07) Okay, I'll be there pretty quick.
Ed surveyed the cafeteria doors with a certain amount of unease, goosebumps rising on the back of his neck. His knee was bobbing aggressively, hitting the underside of the table without rhythm, which Ling and Lan Fan were doing their best to ignore. Ed had thought about texting Winry for clarification, even had the message typed out with his thumb on send, but then decided to wait to see what it was she'd sent them. A million weird and random possibilities trailed through his brain, each more outlandish than the last-lottery tickets, paint samples, a treasure map, the words 'sike, sucker' in big, bold letters on an index card, etc-and he couldn't settle on any realistic possibilities. Plus, why would she send them something without telling them to expect it? That was weird. Weirder still was that it was apparently addressed to him and Al. She barely knew Al. She barely knew Ed, too, he supposed, but knew him enough to make-out with him four days ago, to call him her boyfriend. It seemed significant enough to merit a head's up for snail mail, at least.
Ed frowned, and told himself not to jump the gun and be uncharitable. He had no idea what was going on, and so his default mode seemed to be suspicious.
Alphonse finally appeared in the doorway, and beelined for their usual table, forgoing food. He was still wearing his uniform. Ed pushed at his spaghetti lamely with his fork, not really looking at it, still on edge. Al didn't look worried per se, but his eyebrows were furrowed. It was obvious that Al wanted this mystery solved ASAP. Neither he nor Ed had ever been very good about being patient for surprises, and mostly neither of them handled the unexpected particularly well. Ed got angry and defensive, while Al retreated. It had been that way since their mom had started getting sick.
Al plopped down in a chair beside Ed. He draped his schoolbag over the back of the chair, deposited a pile in front of himself on the table, and then pushed a large manila envelope off the top and toward Ed. The rest looked to be the magazines they'd been expecting.
The manila envelope neatly read "To: Edward & Alphonse Elric, ℅ Amestris Royal Academy, Central City." The upper showed WINRY ROCKBELL as the sender, plus her address. There were Star Trek stamps in the upper right. Ed had no idea what Winry's handwriting looked like, so couldn't say whether or not it was, for sure, hers. Ed picked up the envelope and turned it over in his hands. It wasn't heavy.
"Open it, Ed," Alphonse said. "And stop assuming the worst. She's not going to telegraph us a break-up note."
Ed scowled, then opened the envelope.
The first thing he pulled out was a letterhead. It was from Rockbell Metalworks. In the same neat handwriting as the envelope, it read: "Hi Ed and Al. I know this is super weird, and especially because I didn't say anything. But my granny found these, and I thought that you might like to have them. - Winry"
Next Ed pulled out a stack of photos. He was immediately confused. On the very top was his own birth announcement. Next was Al's. Then Christmas cards with him and Al, with their parents, at various ages.
"The fuck?" Ed asked.
"Where did she get these?" Alphonse asked, bewildered. He took the proffered stack from Ed to have a closer look, turning the cards over. "Oh," he said.
"What?"
"Mom… mom sent them to Winry's grandmother. Well, this one anyway," Al clarified, indicating Ed's birth announcement. He turned over his own. "This one was sent to… Yuriy and Sarah?"
Ed shrugged. "Winry's parents, probably."
Al continued looking over the photos, incredulous. He was smiling. At a Christmas card where Ed and Al looked to be about 6 and 5, he ran a gentle finger over their mother's face. "Why. Why would she send us these?"
"We were watching a movie and talking about like, graduation photos and whatever. Last week. And I told her about the fire," Ed said. He ran a hand through his hair. "I didn't like. Make a thing out of it. She was talking about how for their prom they've got to have a baby picture on the wall, and I was like 'hope they don't want us to do that, we don't really have any'. And, you know, it went from there."
"Oh," Alphonse breathed again. "Wow. Wow, Ed. And she went and dug these up to send to us? And she didn't. She didn't say anything to you about it?"
Ed shook his head. "No, not a word."
"This is crazy," Al laughed, shaking his had gone from confusion to delight in a very short space of time. Ed, on the other hand, felt like he was having an out of body experience. "I never thought I'd see some of these again. I mean, look at surly baby Ed. Look at Mom."
"Yeah," Ed replied, distantly.
Alphonse turned his head to look at Ed. "Brother," he said softly.
"I know," Ed replied. He scrunched up his face. "I'm being stupid."
"No," Al continued, and nudged Ed with his shoulder. "Just. This is a gift." He paused. "Remember what Dr. Knox used to say about… about processing grief and how healing isn't linear, right? And. How. How even good things can knock the wind out of you?"
Ed nodded. He remembered.
Alphonse continued: "I mean, of all the people for you to wrong number text, you managed to text someone who's family had a relationship with our parents. That's crazy. Absolutely nuts. But it's amazing. Right?"
Ed nodded again. He tried to swallow, but his throat felt suddenly dry. "It is, yeah. Crazy. Weird. Improbable."
"So. So take a deep breath. You're alright. We're alright."
Ed inhaled deeply through his nose, and exhaled through his mouth. Then he did it again, four more times. Alphonse put his arm around Ed's shoulders and side-hugged him. "I'm not going to get angry," Ed said, like a mantra.
"No. There's no reason to. This is awesome. Winry is awesome."
Ed nodded a third time. "Yeah," he said softly. "Very."
Thursday Evening, November 6th
(6:08) Ever see a teenage girl eat a dinner-for-6 sushi set by herself?
(6:09) Because boy do I have a video treat for you, if not.
(6:10) It's Pan's cheat day, and she absolutely gorged. Like, I am repulsed. I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to eat sushi again.
(6:45) Are we still on for tonight? I've got a bit of homework, but I should be good to go around 8.
Thursday Evening, November 6th.
(7:00) Hi Winry.
(7:03) Hey, Al! How are you?
(7:06) Um. Yeah, pretty good.
(7:07) Ed and I, we got your letter.
(7:09) Oh.
(7:10) Is that. Good?
(7:13) Yeah! Yeah. It's better than good.
(7:14) I just wanted to say, thank you so much.
(7:15) We honestly never thought we would see those pictures again.
(7:17) You're welcome.
(7:18) Granny thinks she might have more somewhere. She is pretty sure that there are pictures of your Mom and Dad from when they first got together, in with some of my Mom and Dad's stuff. If we find more, I can send you guys that too. If you'd like it.
(7:20) You know that you don't have to, Winry, not if it's your parent's things.
(7:22) I feel like my parents would much rather that you and Ed and your dad have them, then for them to just collect dust in the crawl space from now until eternity.
(7:24) Okay. Thank you, again.
(7:26) I'm sorry if this is awkward, it's just that it's so strange despite it being so wonderful.
(7:27) I know. It's why I didn't, you know, say anything when I sent them.
(7:29) Is Ed… Is he super weirded out? He hasn't been texting me like he normally does.
(7:31) Yes and no.
(7:32) It's kind of hard to explain? Like. I know that brother can be like, weirdly blase about things that seem like a big deal, but then sometimes he completely shuts down over nothing. He might not really like me telling you this, but we went through a LOT of therapy as kids. Like, so much. After Ed's accident, after Mom, after the house, adjusting to being with just Dad. And maybe we should still be going, I don't know. But our last therapist, he used to always tell us that healing isn't linear. Everyone processes their grief differently, everyone moves on differently. Usually Ed gets angry, but not all the time. Sometimes he does like this silent treatment thing and just… leaves. I think. That he was really touched by what you did, but all of his emotions around Mom are just. Not predictable, I guess.
(7:34) Okay. That's more than fair. And you know. I don't know if he's told you much, but. I understand.
(7:36) He has. So please don't feel bad? He'll come around. And sooner, rather than later. And especially because he's absolutely nuts about you.
(7:37) Right now he's listening to music, and doing math problems, but he keeps checking the clock. He hasn't been checking his phone, though.
(7:39) Okay.
(7:40) Thank you, Al.
(7:42) No worries. And thank /you/. Seriously.
Thursday Evening, June 6th
(7:48) I'm done my homework. Ready whenever.
(7:50) Side note. After this morning I, naturally, had to look up relationship jokes. You know, build up my repertoire. Man, there are some absolutely horrendous ones out there.
(7:51) Like: A man is incomplete until he's married. / Then he's finished.
(7:52) Or: My girlfriend asked me if I ever wanted to get married. / Apparently 'when I meet the right girl' was not the right answer.
(7:54) Also: What kind of ship has two mates and no captain? / A relationship.
(7:56) Oh Lord, this one is super awful: What do you call your husband during sex? / Nothing, I don't call my husband when I'm having sex.
(7:58) What is it with these horrendous tropes?
(8:00) Ugh: Arguing with your partner is like trying to read the Terms of Use on the internet. / Eventually you just give up and click 'I Agree'.
(8:02) Hahahaha, okay: What's the difference between a boyfriend and a husband? / About 45 minutes.
(8:05) Okay, last one, because… God I can't subject myself to this anymore: Have you seen the new divorced Barbie? / She comes with all of Ken's stuff.
[Calling Winry Rockbell]
"Hey, Ed."
"Hey, Win. Al. Um. He talked to you?"
"Yes. Look, I'm. I'm sorry if I like, overstepped? I should've probably talked to you about it before I just sent those cards and stuff to you."
"It's okay. I'm. I'm not upset. Not really."
"Not really?"
"Well, more than I'm not upset with you. It um. It surprised me, and threw me for a loop? And like. Yeah. I wouldn't… don't expect you to… I dunno, like suss out all of my anxieties before you try and do nice things for me. I'm. Granted it's like way, way easier to just get mad and punch someone in the head or something than to always process why something overwhelms me. But. Ah. Yeah."
"Yeah. I won't do that again without letting you know. Granny thinks there might be more pictures in the crawl space. I don't. I could just tell her to forget it. If you want me to."
"If you have more, I'd like to see them. And. I know that Al and Dad would too. So. That's okay. Um. Thanks."
"Okay! Okay. You're, um. You're welcome."
"Also… those jokes you sent me make mine look fucking stellar."
"Hahahaha oh, my God, I am so sorry. I was just so anxious and couldn't like, let sleeping dogs lie. There were so many more worse ones, I can't even begin to explain."
"I can't say much, I sent you all of those 'walking into a bar' jokes that one time when your granny took your phone."
"True, true. But at least those were kind of funny."
"I've got one more that I was saving for you."
"A 'walking into a bar' joke?"
"No, a relationship joke. It's-aha. It's kind of timely and appropriate?"
"That statement makes me a little wary, but. Um. Okay. Hit me."
"My girlfriend left me for being too old-fashioned. It's a shame. I thought we had great alchemy."
"Hahaha! Oh my gosh! *snort*"
"Right? So I mean, that's one good one out of like 100 million."
"Small mercies. Um. Just for the record though. I think we have, um. Great alchemy."
"Haha, yeah. Me too, Win."
"Mm. So. Um. Did you still want to watch something?"
"Yeah, for sure. Instead of Brooklyn 99 though, would you mind watching. Uh. Did you want to watch the Princess Bride with me, maybe?"
"Oh, I love that movie! Absolutely! "
"Cool. It was, uh. It was my mom's favorite. So."
"She obviously had great taste. Did you have it queued up already?"
"Yeah, I'll send you the invite in just a minute."
Thursday Evening, November 6th
[Alphonse Elric invited you to join a group chat]
(8:45) Hey guys. Sorry to like. Barge in on your date, but. Are you watching The Princess Bride?
(8:47) Yeah
(8:48) Felt appropriate
(8:50) Yeah.
(8:51) Did you want to join us, Al?
(8:53) In spite of creating a group chat to ask you both this, I really don't want to intrude.
(8:55) Oh shut up
(8:56) Get over here
(8:58) Thanks guys.
(11:15) Did you guys want to see that video of Paninya now?
(11:18) Abso-fucking-lutely
(11:19) Yes, please!