After binge watching your reactions I had a dream about you last night: We were hanging out at your place, and I was removing large origami models from your wardrobe and throwing them out. You were telling me about your cousins, one of which is 600lbs but plays American football, the other has a pet cockroach which he has trained to roll cigarettes for him. At one point, I left the back door open and some random guy got in and tried to steal your lemonade. We confronted him, you armed with an 8 foot copper pipe, me with a miniature baseball bat (very Freudian)... he fled. A female friend of his then showed up and apologised for him, saying he had just got a job as a "lemonade expert" but had never tasted lemonade. I know other people's dreams are boring just FYI.