Losing my mind (Parkour civilization has ruined us)

I am sitting in a call while my friend is narrating his hardcore terraria world like parkour civilization and I am losing it. NOW HE'S NARRATING HIS EVERY ACTION AND OTHERS LIKE IT, I AM LOSING MY MIND.

on a side note, he is very spot on, 10/10

Edit 1: He has started a hardcore minecraft world now after he died in terraria to a snow flinx. I  will continue to add to this as he continues his journey. 

He now has wood and a crafting table with sticks. he now has a pic, apparently it will be crucial for his run. My other friends are joyously talking about their day, ignoring crazy dude. Now he is bragging about his relations with men as he quits his hardcore world, while he mods the world, he has made the others in chat cry. He is documenting his modding process, it feels like I am listening to a slow Steve Irwin. He can't choose between forge or fabric, he must consult the minecraft gods. He has chosen FABRIC, this will determine his fate through the rest of the game. Now, after getting shaders and sodium, he relaunches his minecraft. Our group Canadian is explaining what a cheeseball is, no one seems to care. They brag about their home land, while we all try to pay attention to the thrilling minecraft gameplay. He does not need a narrator, thus he skips, beginning his new journey and changing all his settings. This guy forgot to switch his worlds into the proper folders, thus the minecraft gods will punish him. Although, he decides to create a new world and dubs it "Hardcore Civilization". He is lagging, suffering as his PC can't handle it. After chopping down a tree, getting 40 planks, making a crafting table and a pic, he is able to mine three cobblestone. sUDDENLY HE IS BEING SHOT AT BY A SKELETON! after escaping he crafts a stone pic, and continues on his journey. He made a mistake, but forgot, instead slaying a cow, getting one beef and one leather. Spotting a two sheep, he has a moral dilemma. he doesn't know if it would be racist if he killed the black sheep or the white sheep, to which he killed the black sheep and then goes on a rampage, killing indiscriminately. After he spots a mother and baby pig, deciding to be a monster, he kills the piglet, sparing the mothers life. Brother got sugar now, and gathers wool, enough to get a bed. BY GODS WILL HE FINDS A IRON ORE BLOCK! shrooms, he found shrooms. he still can't make soup. there is a chance he may starve to death, even with his beef.  I can't keep up with this anymore, Hopefully this never happens again