Me: [squatting on the sidewalk grunting and sweating]
Bestie: It'll never fit.
Benson: [trying to run into the street]
Me: It'll fit!!
Bestie: I don't think it will fit, Delia.
Me: GAH. It needs to FIT. *squat squat grunt grunt*
Reader, it fits.
Me: [squatting on the sidewalk grunting and sweating]
Bestie: It'll never fit.
Benson: [trying to run into the street]
Me: It'll fit!!
Bestie: I don't think it will fit, Delia.
Me: GAH. It needs to FIT. *squat squat grunt grunt*
Reader, it fits.