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I slipped on the floor. Everyday Yeah laughed. We were in a donut shop. I didn’t want to mention the donuts, but there we were in a donut shop slipping and laughing. I slipped. Everyday Yeah laughed. We didn’t even eat any donuts. I had just come in to use the bathroom and as I was leaving I slipped. Everyday Yeah laughed so hard that the crumbs on his face fell off. I could see mush on his teeth and chocolate frosting on his lips. He would deny any involvement with the donut shop if I asked, but the evidence is clear. He ate five donuts while I was in the bathroom and now he’d rather laugh and lick his fingers than help me off the ground.