
"Can we please hit the HOV lane?" the monkey pleaded, desperately trying to keep his balance while executing a high-stakes, one-legged yoga pose. "I have a brunch thing at noon, and at this rate, the barnacles are going to outrun us."
The turtle, completely unbothered, just coasted along in the slow lane. He didn't care about the monkey’s schedule, and he certainly wasn't going to break a sweat. In fact, he was currently using the water transparency to pretend he couldn't hear a single word of the backseat driving happening directly on his spine.
It’s the ultimate test of friendship: one of you is a high-energy ball of anxiety trying to go viral, and the other is just trying to enjoy a quiet float without getting stepped on.
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