you’re sunk in the sofa beside your husband at night, bathrobes on, snacks out, fully vegetating, kids finally asleep, and you’re both transfixed, positively slack-jawed watching this whole stolen lego saga on youtube (fr though, are you guys seeing this?!), & it gets to the part where they’re out in friggen utah and the mormon mafia are on their tails, pulling them over repeatedly for literally no reason, just being bullies, going off about imaginary heroin & “not coming to a complete stop” & etc. etc., & sheesh, seeing all of this, your honest, immediate reaction that comes spouting up from your withered millennial heart and out your agèd mouth is “Why are they being so mean to them?! They’re just a bunch of 30-year-old kids!”

(& I remember when i thought 25 was full blown adult)