"I'd like to propose a toast to the Boy Scouts of America, for teaching my little brother how to build a goddamn fire without sending the whole neighborhood up in flames."
Hear, hear. Lip takes a swig of the beer in his hand, briefly raised high in the air. This is the life. Shit's been crazy for the good ol' Gallagher boys lately -- Mandy's being ... Mandy, all clingy and living with him and everything, and Lip knows something probably went down between Ian and Mickey because the kid's been acting nuts. The Milkoviches have an impeccable way of royally screwing things over big time for the Gallaghers. It feels like one of those ... laws of nature at this point. Some things are just meant to be.
Lip and Ian pretty much fucking deserve this night of roughing it in the woods, away from it all. They deserve the case of alcohol and small stash of joints he snagged from the ice cream truck just as much.
setting this somewhere around 3x07/3x08 idek what i'm doing
Date: 2014-04-22 05:51 am (UTC)Hear, hear. Lip takes a swig of the beer in his hand, briefly raised high in the air. This is the life. Shit's been crazy for the good ol' Gallagher boys lately -- Mandy's being ... Mandy, all clingy and living with him and everything, and Lip knows something probably went down between Ian and Mickey because the kid's been acting nuts. The Milkoviches have an impeccable way of royally screwing things over big time for the Gallaghers. It feels like one of those ... laws of nature at this point. Some things are just meant to be.
Lip and Ian pretty much fucking deserve this night of roughing it in the woods, away from it all. They deserve the case of alcohol and small stash of joints he snagged from the ice cream truck just as much.