Jumping up, Meg locates a black baseball cap, turns it backwards and uses it to pin up her hair. Despite wearing a dress, she gives her best Wyatt impression, and I wish I could say it’s the first time I’ve seen it. “Yo, Aves. I’m just too manly to admit my feelings, but at least I’m hot,” she mutters huskily. There’s an excessive amount of jaw stroking and hip jerking. “You know I hate being around you but I’m such a douche, I can’t keep my eyes off you.” Grabbing a handful of her imaginary ballsack, Meg snarls her top lip and snakes her head from side to side. An uncanny resemblance, truly.
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