You, Jake, Johnnie, and Jake's girlfriend, Tara, were making little gingerbread houses. Tara and Jake were working on one together, and they were using white icing when Johnnie joked. "If you ever run out of cream, you can always just get some from your room." "Or your dads room." Jake replied jokingly. "My dad? He doesn't f*cking cream anymore. He's just cremated." Johnnie replied jokingly. Jake covered his mouth as he giggled, and you and Tara's jaws hit the floor in flabbergastion.