• Woof: You wanna know why you're sick, Nooch? Cause the last night, you freakin' jumped into bed with Preston and myself, and I was like, "Bro, I gotta sleep. I'm not feeling well."
  • Woof: And you're like, "It's cool, dog!" and you snuggled up next to me and I probably COUGHED ON YOUR FACE. And then you got sick.
  • Nooch: There were no other beds. Like after a hour of not sleeping, I slept on the floor. It was so cold!
  • Woof: Yeah, you went to the foot of the bed, eh? I remember that. I was like, "Aww. He's like a lil puppy!

Party Dome needs to happen more often.