Imagine having a crush on Raph and staying over at the lair because you didn’t want to stay in an empty living space. You and Mikey get into a playful argument using only memes and he fires off the good old “Go home sweetcheeks, you’re drunk” meme. You hatch the plan that could ruin you forever but you knew it would end the play fight right quick, and you knew you would only come up with the perfect response in an hour or ten. So you put this really stupid plan into action, you get off of whatever seat you were on and forcibly place yourself in Raph’s lap. Ignoring the shell shocked turtle beneath you, you flash Mikey a $1,000 grin.
“Okay, I’m home. Now what?”