♪♪
Mom, seriously,
Someday I'm going to meet Mr. Right and it'll work out
but until then...
♪♪
It's him.
It's her.
Mr. Right.
[clatter]
♪♪
[kiss]
[music stops]
[phone rings]
I just saw the woman of my dreams
and I straight up panicked, man.
I didn't know what to do!
I started curtseying like a duchess of the high court!
Mom, I met Mr. Right but I blew it!
I didn't know how to greet him.
Do I shake his hand, do I hug him?
Dang it, it's him!
It's her.
Gah-- Mm!
♪♪
Boop.
[both] Boop!
♪♪
[both yelling]
♪♪
Boop, boop, boop!
[slap]
♪♪
[slap]
[cough]
♪♪
Oo!
[stomping]
♪♪
[whispers] I'm sorry.
[screaming]
Yeah, Mom,
because I'm losing it and--
I can never show my face here again, man.
I straight up danced like no one was watching
even though everyone was watching!
I don't even-- [gasp]
♪♪
[groan]
♪♪
[music stops]
Hi?
[vomits]
I'm so sorry...
[vomiting]
[both laugh]
[squishing]
There is no curse in Elvish, Entish,
or the tongues of men for this treachery.
You're animals!
All of you!
Hey, boo.
Remember that day when we watched that sketch together?
It was the day after yesterday.
Mm.
Sweet nostalgia.
So before you get lost in that sweet remembrance,
don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe.
I'll be seeing you soon.