Me: “Jonny Craig played here last night and I didn’t go on purpose.”
Chooch: “That’s good. You shouldn’t.”
Even still, I’m obsessed with his new solo album, OMG.
Ugh, I’d still let him put a ring on my finger, though.
Meanwhile, Chooch is in the middle of a quarrel with Henry and he just yelled, “I WISH CHRISTOFER DREW WAS MY DAD! HE WOULD TEACH ME MUSIC!!” (That would be pretty awkward for me if Chooch’s dad was Christofer Drew considering he’s only like…22 I think? So he’d have been some unmentionable age at the time of Chooch’s conception OMG vomit.)
Prior to Chooch’s outburst, Henry was only used to having someone scream, “I WISH [insert scene guy’s name] WAS MY BOYFRIEND AND NOT YOU”! Chooch is adding a whole new layer to Henry’s complex.
Christ. The names that get dropped in this house are so fucked up.