i was almost going to make this fully serious but i couldnt resist making it a little weird. welcome randall the spy roach.
"hey, buddy, partner, friend, why the fuck do you have a roach with a toy mic strapped to it?"
"this roach with a toy mic strapped to it has a name, tyler. randall."
"sure, whatever. why do you have randall."
"i'm glad you brought it up, tyler, because i've been dying to talk about it."
josh cleared his throat and gestured for brendon and i to lean in. he whispered,
"something's up at this school, and this little guy's gonna figure it out. when i go to the office to ask for my agenda, i'm gonna let him loose. the mic will hear all the stuff that's going on in there."
i scoffed. brendon gasped.
"i wouldn't trust that mic so much if i were you."
"THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL YOU'RE LIKE A REAL LIFE SPY!!"
again, i'll let you figure it out.
josh shushed brendon harshly.
"nobody can know, bren. i'm trusting you with this."
great, one more lunatic for my collection. i seem to attract idiots. he's cute, though.