Lydia Bugg

When you grow up in a house with seven brothers, you learn certain habits that last a lifetime.

Grimace? Or perhaps Mayor McCheese?

They hold so much jerky.

Don’t kink shame me.

It’s the thought that counts!

Hear us out.

We’ve all been there.

Sobble is good at ‘hiding and crying.’

You know what you did.

What? Oh no.

You’ll wish these demon spirits escaped every year!

They know who they are.

Have you ever gotten a swirly from the defender of the planet? Let me tell you it is brutal.

What is wrong with you?

Prepare to ascend.

You won’t believe the lasting emotional trauma I got from #4!

Because brunch is expensive but tricking your friends into eating your gross food is priceless.

If you love taupe you’re going to lose your shit for this.

Don’t act like you don’t have a thousand favorite subscription boxes.

Hey Janice just wanted to let you know that sweater is super cute and also cancer but you’ve got like thirty years.

Minimum effort with maximum reminders that you’re great and everyone else can suck it.

Hint: It’s whatever we want!

Oh gross, they barfed in this excerpt. C’mon!

We heard one of these recipes made Emma Stone shit in a bush once!

Hint: There’s so fucking many!

It’s not your fault