Sam: We should build a bonfire.
Austin: What, and do manual labor? No thank you.
Sam: Ah yes, what I meant was "I should go build a bonfire."
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Will: I'm sorry. Please talk to me.
Kyle:
Will: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?
Kyle: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking m&ms.
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Jonathan: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos.
Todd: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?
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Jane, enraged: SOMEONE STOLE MY RUBBER CHICKEN!
Faith, quietly: A, it's actually just on the top of the cabinet.
Jane: Oh.
Lily, under their breath: At least we now know to never steal A's chicken.
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Henry: I'm playing a new drinking game.
Henry: It's called "Every time I'm depressed, I take a drink."
Austin: That game exists. It's called alcoholism.
Henry:
Austin:
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Mike, panicking while phoning Jonathan: There's a pigeon in our house. What do I do? What do I do!?
Jonathan: Who is this?
Mike: Never funny. Not funny now.
Jonathan: Okay. Calm down.
Mike: Help me.
Jonathan: It's more afraid of you, than you are of it.
Mike, almost fanatical: Pigeons aren't scared of anything. They stand on electrical wires. Electrical wires, Jonathan!
Jonathan, going to hang up: You're gonna be fine, Mike. Just as long as you don't- oh, look they're starting, I gotta go. Okay, bye.
Mike: As long as I don't what? Jonathan! As long as I don't-? Oh, god!
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Todd: What are you most afraid of?
Mike: Nothing.
Jonathan: Yeah, right. What about the pigeons?
Mike: Oh, I don't like them. They're shifty.
Jonathan:
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Random... So I'm doing this again. I am a very bored person. (o゜▽゜)o making this @ 9:53pm and hate life ----------- Not doing this no more/Completed? ✅ -----------
