Best Friend Story #4: Critique

     Hannah and I have this thing where we find really sick enjoyment in locating horribly written stories/fanfictions and analyzing them to no end. Ripping these stories apart brings us more joy than Dean Winchester in a tuxedo because let's face it, there's nothing better than knowing you're better than someone else at something.
     On the Fourth of July last year, Hannah kick-started this trend when she posted this video to my Facebook timeline.

     And once we get started on something, it's difficult to get us to stop. So, we even took it so far as to dedicating an entire night to (attempting to) watching said video over and over again so we could analyze both author and story. We even bought drinks and created our own bar, complete with juice, water, and diet Coke.

Exhibit A

(The bar of two Mormon girls under the age of 21)

     We even bought several bags of air. Lucky for us, the companies were courteous enough to include food in said bags.

Exhibit B

(Hot Cheetos in Hannah's bag of air)

     Instead of analyzing bad fanfiction that night, we ended up reading even more bad fanfiction and talking about boys and working on our own stories for Camp NaNoWriMo that year. We are very productive people.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Abandon all hopes of attempting to follow a set schedule with your best friend because, well.