Body: Hey Taylor, if you get a sec, I really need to talk to you.
Taylor: Yeah bod, hold on… OK, I’m good, what’s up?
Body: What was that?
Taylor: What was what?
Body: THAT. What you just did to me…what was that?
Taylor: What do you mean? That was a…
Body: Oh my God. Don’t tell me… You aren’t bike racing again are you??
Taylor: Well, B, is it alright if I call you B? I mean, bike racing is my job…and it is something I think I’m really good at. I mean WE. Something WE are really good at.
Body: Umm, first off, no, it is not OK or you to call me B. And hold the phone a sec! When were you planning on telling me about this?
Taylor: Body, please… Be reasonable. Can you just sit down or something? Please calm down.
Body: I AM CALM. I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHEN YOU WERE PLANNING ON TELLING ME THAT YOU DECIDED TO BE A ‘BIKE RACER’ AGAIN.
Taylor: Well, like I said earlier, it is my job. OUR job, sorry… Without bike racing I couldn’t feed us, I mean our happiness levels as a whole would plummet.
Body: That just hurt Taylor. You really hurt me today…
Taylor: Yeah, that hurt me too but realistically it wasn’t that hard.
Body: NOT THAT HARD!? Taylor you are really asking for it now. Here I was under the impression that we were back riding bikes just to stay in shape and look sexy. Then you fly me all the way to Middle Earth or wherever we are…
Taylor: The Middle East Body…be respectful.
Body: TAYLOR! Do NOT even start with me. Respectful?? WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME THAT YOU WERE BIKE RACING AGAIN! You hurt me and you haven’t even apologized.
Taylor: Body, I am sorry. I really am sorry I should have told you.
Body: *sniffles* I trusted you…
Taylor: What can I say to make this better? What can I do?
Body: Nothing, just give me time… I will get over this betrayal. I just need time.
Taylor: Alright. Well, just don’t take too long because there is a TTT tomorrow afternoon…
Body: WHAT THE *collapses*