I actually feel bad for Martha.

Because when she finds out what a shit friend you really are, you're like a total con. No wonder you live in LA, because it's a fucking fake city, just like you. Hey, how's that accent going for you? Oh yeah. How's yours going for you? What is Kimmy's accent? I don't know why she talks like the guy.

Hello, welcome back to another episode here at everyone's business but mine with me,

Caravari Cheerio. We're talking, ladies of London. Just another absolute chaotic scene in a beautiful centrally located garden. Let's get into it. We start off pretty good. Micah was doing her

mini-manors, a puppet show, YouTube video, so we're doing a big launch. And by that I mean,

it's like four people standing around a computer, just, you know, one person press live on the YouTube video.

Cute video, though.

Cute video.

One of the puppets says during the video, do you ever forget to use kind words?

And then Mike is like, yeah, it happens.

So then we do like a flash forward and then back, but in a strange way.

So we flash forward to seven days later.

Cammy's yelling at Margo.

No wonder you live in L.A. because it's a fucking fake town just like you.

Kimmy is getting in Martha's face asking, why do you never defend me? Martha's telling Kimmy, because you're a psychotic bitch.

And then Kimmy's calling Margo a cunt. And Margot's saying, oh, Kimmy, shut up. And then we go back

to five days.

So why are we jumping seven and then going back five?

The other two didn't matter.

We start off really at Martha's, the grottage, if you will.

We're hoping to upgrade from gross cottage grottage to just regular cottage. Get the downstairs done. So Hecate's just

flying all over the house, perching on top of the moving boxes. Martha's saying, we're not moving.

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