‘Sup?

Wer rercerdern, Kayla is slower than Michael Phelps (even wearing flippers!), and you are perfect the way you are!

(We’re what is up…)

Help… I mean hello!

Oliver gives Kayla a gift, the dreams of a dishwasher, and Oliver loves freaking out in the ocean.

Thanks for sticking ‘round. Much love xx

High? How high?

Kayla is okay with big mountain, the difference between biscuits and cookies, and lethal droppings.

Low! So low!!!

FRIDAY.

I traded my horse at the hall, becoming a L’artist is unpracticeable, and Oliver doesn’t have a candle opinion.

FRIDAY!

Be-un-gone!

Oliver is maybe ridin’ solo, the holes and there’s pits (and sockets), and shut up guy in the sky!

Begone!

Hi box!

What’s a DI box, Bella is an absolute trash turd, and situations in which to yell SLANDER!

Bye box!

Hello again!

Kayla judges and Oliver celebrates, actual noodles are noodles, and we’re mad about bird of a year.

Farewell again!

Sing that again!

It’s the Oliver C and Little Kayz pod, Kayla is obsessed with Richard Splett, and we miss you dearly.

Sing that AGAIN!!!

Shaboogie!

Foods that love and don’t love being eaten, Oliver will make Kayla a gluten free Curly Wurly on October 18th, and sacrificing yourself as a pillow.

Sha-bye-gie!

Ripper day to ya!

When you’re from Mordi, you’re a flutist, a tarp cannot be quiet, and there’s a maybe a meatball.

Ripper bye to ya!