BEEL

Mom: A FRIEND? YOU'RE 17 AND YOU HAVE A "FRIEND" IN YOUR ROOM?

"It's not what you think, mom. I swear." *Beel says, getting more nervous*

Mom: THEN WHAT IS IT?

Dad: COME WASH MY BALLS

*Beel's eyes widen and he covers his ears* "Dad, no!"

Landon: EEEW

*Beel is eating a huge pile of food, while watching a horror movie*

*jumpscare*

*Beel jumps, and then laughs* "That wasn't even that scary!"