saturday. from Olivia on Vimeo.
"You guys, I think there is a whole baby down there!"
"Don't film me saying that."
"Too late."
"Is this a musical?"
"Sometimes."
"Is that that one asian lady?"
"How would I know?! They all look the same!"
"...I bet this is a daily occurrence in new york."
"You wouldn't happen to have a moist towellette would you?"
"Why, because I am a girl?"
"You wouldn't happen to have a moist towellette would you?"
"Why, because I am a girl?"
"I'm fairly sure I ran over a kitten or something, There is something under my tires I swear."
"I don't want to hold this basket anymore. it has feminine products."
"This one has drizzled chocolate on it. It screams teenage girl."
"Goodbye!" *vroom* "...I am so glad this is on park."
"It like, blew up in my face! I don't even know where the top went!"
I love those kids.
so much.
sometimes when I write stuff down, it sounds sketchy.
we're not racist, we don't drink racist coffee.
we don't drink any coffee.
1 comment:
so i married an axe murderer. good movie.
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