Week 5 Saturday

Richie: MaxwellB?

Becca: Nope. SerialLicker9?

Richie: Shit, I hope not…

Richie: No match. What about BottomFeeder?

Becca: Yeah! They’re following me too! Who is this? He's kinda hot, dorky haircut though...

Richie: Tommy Bradford?

Becca: Who?

Richie: That's Willie Ames from "Eight is Enough." Watch enough "I Love the 80s," you learn something.

Becca: Why is he following us?

Richie: It’s not really him. He's like 50 now, last I saw him, he was yelling at the "Snapple Lady" on "Celebrity Fat Club"

Becca: But according to his profile, bottomfeeder is 17 until February. Who is this person?

Richie: No fucking clue.

1:25 AM

Richie: Becca, you awake?

Becca: What?

Richie: Liz just came to my house. She wouldn’t come in, even though its raining.

Becca: wtf Richie, why was liz at your house? Its like one thirty

Richie: She knocks on my window, okay, says she can’t go home because Kelly is watching her every move.

Becca: Did she find a camera too?

Richie: Of course not. Liz is FUCKING CRAZY. She is running around in the middle of the night in the pouring rain.

Becca: I thought you said she was at your house.

Richie: She was. But then she left. Said something about not staying in one place for too long.

Becca: So she's gone?

Richie: Completely, off the deep end.

Becca: That's too bad.

Richie: Yeah, it's pretty messed up. So what are you doing?

Becca: I was just falling asleep, then I saw your tweet.

Richie: Need a little company?

Becca: I don't think so.

Richie: Okay, sweet dreams. I'll just stay home and exacerbate.

Becca: Say hi to your oven mitt.

Richie: It's shaped like a lobster claw.

Becca: That's sick.

Richie: Thanks.

Becca: Goodnight, Richie.

Richie: Later.