Andy Dwyer is an enormous manchild who unsurprisingly is great with kids. Admittedly, I'm not that thick in the head, but I am in fact the kind of guy who will spontaneously scream "garbage fight" and huck trash bags at people. Also, BURT MACKLIN, FBI.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dx2hyo4MYB4Also, as stupid as it may seem to gush over how freaking much I love fried chicken, I'm a Kentucky Boy and after an awful day of mandatory overtime, coming home to some golden brown deliciousness paired with biscuits was just...
THISAnd now for something that hasn't happened in awhile. RWBYFANON CRACK WITH UNCOUTH T-REX. This is for dirtying my morning with your perversions, you animals.
A certain chain of events makes the warm saltwater necessary. At 3AM. But you see, our hormonally charged heroes have forgotten two things. One, they live down the hall from a man with a huge knife and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and a recently awakened interest in their roommate. Who shortly kicks in the door, blade out, only to find that second little tidbit, that certain folks are always on alert when it comes to one of our excited heroes. Red, Dutch and/or Niles, and whoever was watching Cheri that night are already in the middle of the room with weapons drawn after they crashed through the window and air vents in a haphazard fashion, ready for anything. Except what actually was going on. The entire Staff of Beacon is nigh incapable of restoring order.