Carla but she's having a meltdown-
Lily: i kin the word "betrayed"
Carla: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU GENTRIFIED POTATO!!
Carla: COCK-BLASTER, STOP T A L K I N G!
Carla: THAT'S M Y FUCKIN' POZOLE!!
Carla : *Lily shows her a picture of a high building taken from the very top* AA A A A AAAAAA AAAAAAA
Carla, slightly tearing up: I GET IT! MY DAD DIDN'T WANT ME!!
Carla: WHY DOES HE THINK "K" IS A VALID REPLY??
Carla: WHO LEFT PICKLES, ON MY MCDONALD'S BURGER AGAIN? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Carla: im going feral.
Carla: SHUT THE FUC-
Carla: CINDY! SHUT THE F U CK--
Carla to one of her golden retriever: YOU PEEDED ON MY W H A T?!
Carla: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Carla: MY DADDY ISSUES ARE M Y ISSUES! (she doesn't really have daddy issues, she just misses her dad too much)
Carla to Lily: you can't. kin a, verb.
Lily: yes i can!
Carla: YOU. C A N T !
Carla to Penny in an argument: im going to eat your ass metaphorically.
Carla: WHERE'S PENNNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnnnn
nnnnn..nny.. *finally calmed down* anyways
