ever since our connection over iced coffee, i have harbored a severe crush on john krasinski. (let’s be honest, the crush was there long before our in-person meeting. and by “meeting” i mean i just stared at him creepily across the coffee shop) but just when i thought i was getting a handle on things (it helps to remind myself that he’s married to that babe and a half, emily), he goes and does this:

and yet again, i’m left to deal with all of these feelings. darn you, john and your perfect beard, boyish good looks and impeccable lip syncing skills.

the 7:20 mark is everything.