“You’re resisting your inner peace, Jayden!” Pam chirped, while Bill, trying to film on an iPad, accidentally zoomed in on a squirrel.
“She’s just… full of ideas, son,” Bill had said, his eyes twinkling with a mixture of love and terror. jayden jaymes, bill bailey my dad's hot girlfriend
Jayden, who had once powerbombed a man named “The Undertaker Jr.” through a flaming table, just blinked. “I… don’t macrame, Pam.” “You’re resisting your inner peace, Jayden
Bill held up a bag of wilted greens like a man surrendering. “They were out of organic, so I got the… regular evil kind.” “I… don’t macrame, Pam
“You’re right,” she said. “Pam-ify Your Life needs a segment for the practical man.” She grabbed her glitter clipboard and scribbled furiously. “New segment: ‘Rugged Rehab.’ Bill, you’re on! First episode: unclogging a sink using only a wire hanger and positive affirmations. Jayden, you can be the burly assistant who holds the flashlight and looks skeptical.”
Pam looked hurt for a second. Then she looked at Bill, who was now using the macrame rope to tie up the tranquility fountain’s hose. A slow smile spread across her face.