*Today on LG15 there were trolls (the toy kind) and news about Spencer.*
Taylor: Daniel, Daniel, Daniel. Haven't you been paying attention? (The words show up on the screen in glowing red letters, and a siren blares.) Sister equals slut. And Sarah? The genetic code of your sluttiness has reared its ugly head in Mom. She's now acting psycho, soccer-mom style, and hitting on guys less than half her age. Jonas and I were writing our umpteenth e-mail to Spencer Gilman, when Mom walked in with this twenty-year-old kid. I'm proud to say, this young man attends Dallas County Community College, and as anyone around here can tell you, the kids who go to DCCC aren't exactly the sharpest tools in the box... nor the best looking. Obviously, my mom is trying to get back at my dad for his midlife crisis. That is, (air quotes) "spending time" with a certain "young lady" who couldn't be more than "nineteen years old". I mean, thank God I have Jonas here as my buffer. And luckily, he's already been immunized by her wrath. Yes, she hit on him. And yes, it was disgusting.
(Music and a wave effect start a re-enactment of the events, with Taylor's mom, Jonas, and Taylor played by Troll dolls. Taylor does her mother's voice over, using an accent, and her own, using her normal voice. Jonas voices his own character.)
TrollMom: Hello, Jonas.
TrollJonas: Hello, Taylor's mom.
TrollMom: (She walks around a giant beer bottle.) I have some beer in the fridge. Would you like some?
TrollJonas: You know, um, that's.... huh.
TrollMom: (sitting in a Troll bed) Why don't you sit down next to me, Jonas?
TrollJonas: Whoa, um, hmmm, okay... (He reappears next to her in the bed.)
TrollMom: You're very handsome, Jonas. (A 70's groove plays as she imagines TrollJonas opening his vest.)
TrollJonas: Whoa, I, uh... thank you.
TrollMom: Do you mind if I kiss you?
TrollJonas: Huh. That's uh, huh. The... ummmmm....
(The 70's groove begins to play again as TrollMom moves toward TrollJonas with her lips puckered. Suddenly the music cuts off and TrollTaylor appears.)
TrollTaylor: Mom! You're such a bitch, Mom! Why can't you act your own age?
TrollMom: If dad won't, why should I? Right, Jonas?
TrollJonas: Huh... yeeah... huh.
(The fantasy sequence ends with the same wave effect. Jonas has fallen asleep and Taylor wakes him up by pelting him with a stuffed animal.)
*anyone else think this video is very similar to Bree's early videos? With beast flopping around on her bed as she vlogs?*
Jonas: Bree?
*Aw bless!*
Jonas:You done?
Taylor: With this part, yeah.
Jonas: (yawning) Can we get pizza?
*Is pizza ALL Jonas eats? If so I see a product placement for Dominos..*
(Cut to Taylor and Jonas sitting in front of her bed.)
Taylor: Do you hate me?
Jonas: (laughs) No, but I do feel sorry for you. Kidding, I'm kidding. Stop.
Taylor: (smiles) Aaauuhhh...
Jonas: Oh, good news. (He gives Taylor a high five.) Spencer Gilman finally finally e-mailed us back.
Taylor: (applauds) Yaaaay!
Jonas: He did confirm also that his father is Isaac Gilman.
Taylor: (smiles and gives a thumbs up) Woo hoo!
Jonas: But, that's all he would say.
Taylor: (pouts and gives a thumbs down) Booo!
Jonas: So, Spencer, if you're listening, look, just send us your contact info. All we want to talk to you about is the compound your father was working on to help save our friend Bree. If you don't help us, Spencer, then... we got nowhere else to turn, man.
Will Spencer reply?
Stay tuned...