[ WP ] One day , a character in a sitcom looks around a realizes how insanely dumb everyone is .

“ Well, we sure are in a pickle now! ” Chaz noted, gesturing broadly to the countless jars of dill pickles that filled the apartment. Abby and Greg glared at him. 
 
 “ This is no time for jokes, Chaz! How in the world are we going to get rid of this before Soph gets home? ” Abby snapped. 
 
 “ Oh, this is such a silly mishap, however did it happen? ” Greg moaned. 
 
 “ Don ’ t get sour Abby, ” Chaz retorted. “ And Greg, it ’ s a funny story actually- ” 
 
 Suddenly, the door opened and in came Sophie, her face covered by the large grocery bag she was carrying. 
 
 “ Can anyone help me with this stuff? It ’ s kind of heavy, ” Sophie called out from behind the paper bag. 
 
 The rest of the group looked at each other, realizing in unison that- because of the large grocery bag covering her face- she couldn ’ t see the insane amount of pickles stacked throughout the apartment! 
 
 “ Um, nope! Sorry Soph, but our arms are too tired because we… ” Chaz looked at his fellow roommates for help. 
 
 “ Uh, because we ran a marathon! ” Greg finished, nodding proudly. 
 
 Sophie stopped. “ Wouldn ’ t that make your legs tired? ” 
 
 Realizing the boys ’ mistake, Abby tried to save the day. “ It was a marathon where we ran on our hands, Soph! We ’ ve been talking about it all week, don ’ t you ever pay attention? ” Rolling her eyes, she elbowed Greg, who looked at his feet in shame. 
 
 “ Well, I think you ’ re all just selfish bastards, ” Sophie muttered. She carefully walked over to the kitchen counter to unload. 
 
 “ Hey, you know what sounds like a great idea? ” Chaz piped up. 
 
 “ What? ” Sophie asked angrily. 
 
 “ Not putting the groceries down there. We should put them down in the hall! ” 
 
 “ Fuck you, Chaz. I ’ ve had a long day at work today and I ’ m going to put this bag wherever the hell I want! ” Sophie then defiantly dropped the heavy bag onto the counter, her eyes widening when she saw the condition of the apartment. 
 
 “ WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK YOU GUYS? ” 
 
 “ It ’ s Chaz ’ s fault! ” Greg and Abby said together, pointing at Chaz as they did. 
 
 “ It ’ s a funny story, actually- ” Chaz began. 
 
 “ You know what? Nevermind, ” Sophie interrupted, her face in her hand. “ I don ’ t know why I ever expect to come home to a normal home with normal people. I mean, last week Greg was washing a fucking kangaroo in the bathtub! ” 
 
 “ That was- ” 
 
 “ No, shut up Greg! I thought I was desperate enough for a place to stay to be able to handle this, but apparently not! I ’ m moving out! I am DONE with you pieces of shit! ” 
 
 Sophie marched into her room, gathered as much of her belongings as she could carry, and stormed out of the apartment. 
 
 “ YOU ARE THE REASON I NEED THERAPY! ” she screamed before slamming the door. 
 
 The trio remained silent for a while, unsure of what to do. Abby stepped up. 
 
 “ I guess we better unpack the groceries, ” she sighed. Greg and Chaz agreed, walking over to help her. 
 
 “ Oh no! ” Greg said suddenly. 
 
 “ What?! ” Chaz and Abby asked worriedly. 
 
 Greg reluctantly pulled a jar out of the bag. “ She got more pickles! ” 
 
 “ D ’ oh! ”
