omghelloitslbo:

gutsybitsy:

SOMEONE DO SOMETHING WITH THIS I’M DYING

Bitty: HEY Y’ALL.
Last time we wrapped up with the latest installment of the Phelps vs. Bittles
jam war that went down at Christmas this year, but today we need to take a
slight detour from this ongoing debate because we have a special guest.

Bitty adjusts the
camera to Jack, sitting nervously on the other bar stool. Bitty’s camera is set
up in their kitchen at the island, their glass-fronted cabinets in the
background, lit just in a way that reflections won’t be an issue.

Bitty: Mr. Jack
Zimmermann has finally agreed to appear on my blog!

Jack: Hi.

Bitty: Seriously,
honey? Hi?

Jack: Hi
everyone.

Bitty: All right,
I suppose that’s the best I’m going to get out of you. Well, y’all, Mr.
Zimmermann here has just come off an impressive five-game winning streak, three
of which were won in the third period due to his own goals. Unfortunately, the
majority of my viewers do not know anything about hockey, so we need to get
down to serious business. Jack, I have been inundated by questions from my
viewers over the years about what it’s like being married to a baker. Prepare
yourself accordingly.

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