David Has a New Roommate

And I washed the hood of his car with, uh, with the, with the fucking— the— what is it called? The Brillo pad. Yeah. And then, and then, and then the— like, as I was washing it, it all came off. Like, all the, all the soap came off and it revealed completely scratched every single inch of his Range Rover. Every— like, every inch was scratched. And then, and then his wife came out to like look at it, like after we cleaned off the rest. Like, I threw that fucking brush right away. I threw it in a bush. I don't want her to see I use this. So we cleaned the rest of the car off normally, and then she inspected it. Yeah, no, thank God it was like his wife who maybe wasn't into the car as much as he was. And she was like, okay, great, sounds good, thank you boys. And I fucking ran. I never went back to that part of the neighborhood again. Like, that was like, that was bad. Like, I fucking That's like those moments where you're like a kid and you go back home and you're sitting in your room and you're like, oh my God, the FBI is going to knock on the door any second now. Like, I'm fucking fucked. Like, I fucked up that car. But back to Ilya, like buying Louis Vuitton for his girlfriend. It was— it's always so funny because I remember that moment when that happened. But Ilya, you always had like such a soft spot for your girlfriend, right? Like you would always buy her like such weird, expensive things that like you couldn't afford.