C.R.E.A.M. : Chris Rules Everything Around Me (Or How I Met Brover Cleveland)

VIMH: Is your shit together yet?

ME: No.

VIMH: What do you mean no? It's been like 6 days.

ME: So?

VIMH: So lock it down bitch. Get your head right and your shit straight. Now.

ME: But...

VIMH: No buts. You're in charge here. Not us. We know it and you know we know it. If for a second we thought we could run this shit on our own you'd have been out years ago.

ME: Out? Me?

VIMH: Damn straight.

ME: Can you even do that?

VIMH: Eh, I don't actually know. One of the other guys handles the logistics.

ME: Oh.

VIMH: Either way. You're starting to scare us. So get your shit straight. Now.

ME: Maybe if you guys would quiet down a little...

VIMH: Oh wah wah wah, baby want a bottle?

ME: Hey!

VIMH: Don't fucking hey me you whiny little bitch. Get square. Now.

ME: You know repeatedly saying 'now' doesn't actually...

VIMH: I said NOW goddamit!

ME: Easy. Easy.

VIMH: Look, there are a handful of possibilities on what went wrong here. Let me sort them out for you. First situation, she doesn't love you. Second situation, you don't love her. Third situation, she doesn't know you exist. Fourth situation, in this case Chinese Mung is just another name for bean sprouts. And finally fifth situation, it would stop hurting if you stopped worrying about it.

ME: Ok. I only followed about half of that.

VIMH: Don't worry, you'll sort it out.

ME: If you say so.

VIMH: You mean if we say so.

ME: Uh. Ok.

VIMH: Oh, and 46 across is 'bash'.

ME: What?

VIMH:46 across. Four letters. 'a festive occasion; celebration'. The answer is 'bash'.

ME: But that would make 46 down, 'Our 22nd President', 'Brover Cleveland'.

VIMH: I said it's 'bash'! Write it down. Now!

ME: Ok, ok. Brover Cleveland it is.

VIMH: Thank you.