“It’s just my gut feeling, okay? And Brooke will be all happy—” “Yeah, fuck her, right?” Ainsley deadpanned. “—and she won’t even miss Austin and Ally.” “Who are Austin and Ally?” “That’s what we were going to call our twin babies.” I stabbed a fork into my mac and cheese, then stabbed again. “No, as your sister, I would not allow you to name your kids after a TV couple, that is wildly creepy and gross.” “It would’ve been adorable and nostalgic by then, but you know what? It doesn’t matter, because now Austin and Ally are dead.”
Why is this the funniest joke to me lmaooo
