@mooseings and i were just talking about this, but like… I love how there are people who think Ford was too mean to Fidds in the journals and like made fun of him too much lmfao as if Fiddleford Hadron McGucket was not only capable of dragging Ford’s weenie nerd ass through the dirt by his hair but also somehow didn’t do so often when they were together. As though Ford wasn’t roasted like 50 times a day by this sacrastic genius hillbilly fuck. Like, Ford was outmatched, I assure you. he had to write about it in a secret diary just for it to be a fair fight smh rn
ford: why is this coffee so stale…?
fiddleford: you know, it wasn’t stale when i made it for you. 3 days ago. when you kinda just left it sittin’ there, didn’t drink it…funny, ain’t it?ford: oh my god, fidds, stop making things with racoons in them
fiddleford: do..do you hear that? yeah, i think it’s the sound of you strugglin’ to make this portal all by yourself. ah…yes…i see it now…you’re sittin’ in the corner, haven’t slept or changed out of your clothes in a week…tryin’ to drive a nail in with the back of a wrench
ford: IT WAS ONE TIME!-sounds of fiddleford and ford doing really bad impressions of each other when they piss each other off until they can’t take it anymore and burst into laughter-
fiddleford: -holds up a raccoon- i’m truly sorry, Stanford, but I’m afraid gonna hafta let you go. this raccoon is my new lab assistant. she doesn’t insult my coffee or fuck with my cubics cubes
ford: …ok first of all, you’re the lab assistant
fiddleford: yeah. sure thing, Ford. you just keep tellin’ yourself thatFord: well if you love that raccoon so much, why don’t you marry it?!
fiddleford: well maybe I will! -under his breath- better than some salt lickin’ nut who can’t even appreciate the simple elegance of a fine pair of leg warmers…
Ford: LEGWARMERS WERE OUT OF FASHION THE MINUTE THEY WERE IN FASHION AND YOU KNOW IT!
fiddleford: SAYS THE MAN WHO WEARS SWEATER VESTS!
ford: DON’T YOU DARE FIDDS! DON’T. YOU. DARE!
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