churning butter.
- Adam: Sometimes I think: let's just move to Colorado. I'd look good in jeans and plaid.
- Me: Wha?
- Adam: Yeah. I just want to move to Colorado, build a house out of trees, and knock up my wife and live off the land and shit.
- Me: Oooookay...
- Adam: You could churn butter. That would be your thing. You'd constantly be churning butter. Pregnant. In skirts. Skirts all the time.
- Me: Uhhh....
