tally hall incorrect quotes

hi

hi

store worker: Would a mr. zubin sedghi please come to the front desk?
zubin, arriving at the desk: hello, is there a problem?
store worker: points to rob and andrew
store worker: i believe they belong to you?
rob and andrew, simultaneously: we got lost :(
zubin: i didn't even bring you guys here with me-

joe, texting ross: ross! help i'm being kidnapped
ross: where are you?
joe: i'm with some strange person. In a car. help.
ross: i'll call zubin.
zubin, answering their cell: y'ello?
ross: where's joe? he texted me that he was being kidnapped.
zubin: joe? whaddya mean, he's right next to me-
zubin:
zubin: i'll call you back. *hangs up*
zubin: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN'T THAT BAD!
joe: WHO ARE YOU?!

andrew: you have to apologize to zubin.
rob: fine. 
rob: 'unfuck you' or whatever.

zubin: in my defense, i was left unsupervised. 
joe: wasn't rob with you? 
rob: in my defense, i was also left unsupervised.

joe: who thinks i can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth? 
zubin: you're a hazard to society 
rob: & a coward. DO TWENTY.

ross, setting down a card: ace of spades
bora, pulling out an uno card: +4
joe, pulling out a Pokémon card: jolteon, i choose you
andrew, trembling: what are we playing

andrew: i currently have 7 empty notebooks and i have no clue what to put in them. suggestions?
joe: put spaghetti in it.
andrew: i'm currently taking suggestions from literally anyone but you.
rob: put spaghetti in it.
andrew: i'm currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two.
zubin: put spaghetti in it.
andrew: i'm no longer taking suggestions.

joe: tonight, one of you will betray us.
ross: is it me, joe?
joe: no, it's not you.
andrew: is it me, joe?
joe: it's not you either.
bora: is it me, joe?
joe:
joe, mockingly: Is IT mE joe?

rob, about ross: apparently we're getting someone new in the group.
joe: are we stealing them?
zubin: new or used?
rob: wonderful responses, both of you.

joe: i think zubin was right. 
bora: i'm surprised he hasn't marched in here to say 'i told you so.' 
rob: he wouldn't do that. 
zubin: you're right, rob. for once in your life, you're 100% right. i would never say that. 
zubin: *turns around, the shirt he's wearing says 'zubin told you so' on the back*

cop: you're receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle. 
joe: shit. 
bora: wait, three? 
cop: yeah? 
rob: OH MY GOD ROSS FELL OFF!!!

andrew: we've been conducting an ongoing study to see what joe will and will not eat.
zubin: grass? yes!
andrew: moss? yes!!
zubin: leaves? ohh, yes!
andrew: shoelaces? strange but true!
zubin: worms? sometimes!
andrew: rocks? usually nah.
zubin: twigs? usually!
andrew: rob's cooking? inconclusive!
ross: how did you... test this?
andrew: you just hand him stuff and say 'eat this' and if he eats it, he eats it.
ross: ... i don't know how to feel about this.
rob: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?