So, fun fact apparently I am extremely hip. Or, to put it less nicely, chronically online. Yeah, I know, big surprise… Except to me, it was! Here’s the sitch: I was on the phone with my cousins and I mentioned that my life was a pretty steady stream of crashouts lately…only to be met with complete silence. APPARENTLY this is not as well-known of a phrase as I thought.

Soooooo, what exactly is a crashout?

A crashout is when you don’t have friends who watch Bravo IRL to discuss the latest major scandal (holy shit btw, West and Amanda are AWFUL).

A crashout is when you accidentally mess up your woodworking project so much that Ken says “…you can have mine?”

A crashout is when you have a day where your outfit gets caught on the door, you dropped your wallet and everything exploded out of it, and you left your keys at home. And you twisted your ankle falling down the stairs.

A crashout is, essentially a (often well deserved) freak out based on things going south… though sometimes in a good way too? Like OMG THIS IS SO GREAT I AM CRASHING OUT.

Anyway, this one’s for Max who specifically requested it. Thanks dude. Byeeee.