Choose one to slap, one to lick, and one to fondle: Miller, Alex, and Amos
How. Dare. You. Making me CHOOSE?!
Okay, listen, I love Miller, I really do, but that boy deserves a slap sometimes. Even though I know I could slap Amos if I gave him a reason and he’s just take it, I’m going to slap Miller.
I’ll go ahead and lick Amos, but let’s be real, with me being the way I am, it’d probably be more of a motherly lick-the-thumb-to-get-the-smudge kinda lick. It counts, okay?
And then fondle Alex. Let’s be real, there is no way that wasn’t going to be my answer. I wanna ride in the cockpit on the Roci.