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Judge: I hereby sentence you to 68 years in prison.
Dream: *whispers to Quackity*
Quackity: My client has requested that you add one more year to his sentence.

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Tubbo: Techno doesn't look very happy.
Tommy: That's his happy.  He's just a bitch.

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Wilbur: I think it's time I get my life in order.
Tommy, narrating: But he did not get his life in order. In fact, he got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

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Dream: honestly? what if i killed you
Tommy: yeah i don't think i would like that

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Karl: have a safe flight!
Sapnap: I have no say in the matter
Karl: die then

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Techno: Write "Nothing is set in stone" on my grave as both a witty pun and a subtle warning that I'll be back

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Techno: Hey Phil,
Phil: Yes?
Wilbur: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it's on?
Phil:
Phil: Where's Tommy?

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tubbo: why do you need the scissors
ranboo: to cut the baking soda in half

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Phil: Did you know that Scooby Doo came out fifty years ago today?
Tommy: He's gay?

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Ranboo: Small creatures are much more vicious because they have a smaller body to bottle up all their emotions.
Freddie: Ridiculous. Give me some examples.
Billzo: Wasps?
Tubbo: Terriers?
Tommy: Aimsey.

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Jack: You spent all our money on THIS??
Niki, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

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Phil: What's your biggest weakness?
Wilbur: I can be uncooperative.
Phil: Okay... can you give me an example?
Wilbur: No.

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y/n: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?
wilbur: What? No, I—
schlatt: *enters room*
y/n: *jaw clenches*

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Dream: Sapnap, you'll be working with Karl and Quackity.
Sapnap: Alright! My fantasy threesome!
Everyone else: *blank stares*
Sapnap: ...Of people on a team.

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Philza: Have you guys seen (y/n) and Tommy? They still have chores to do
Techno: No, haven't seen them since the storm started
Wilbur: Since the sto- (Y/N) NO!
Meanwhile, creeper hybrid!(y/n) standing in the middle of a thunderstorm with an iron shovel raised high: STRIKE ME DOWN ZEUS, YOU DON'T HAVE THE BALLS!

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philza: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?
tommy: Several traffic violations.
techno: Three counts of resisting arrest.
wilbur: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.
tubbo: Also, that's not our car.

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Dream: You know what they say?
Sapnap: Obey the law and turn the other cheek?
George: Be gay, do crime

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Ranboo: I don't think we can manipulate, mansplain, malewife out of this one guys
Techno, holding up his sword: manslaughter it is then 

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Tommy: We're fucked. Pick a god and pray.
Ranboo: I'm an atheist.
Tubbo: Pick a fucking science, then, Ranboo!! Tommy: There's no time for semantics!! We're gonna die!!

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Wilbur: *making a speech*
Y/n: *stubs their toe* fuck fuck fuckity fuck
Wilbur: a very eloquent addition, y/n, thank you

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schlatt, dramatically: They called me a fool.
y/n, sick of schlatt's shit: They weren't wrong.

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George: Come on, Sapnap. Nobody actually believes that Dream is in love with me.
Sapnap, to the group: Raise your hand if you think that Dream is helplessly in love with George.
*Everyone raises their hand*
George: Dream, put your hand down.

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Dream: this is the worst possible outcome. Why would you come here. Quackity is going to kill us both. We're all going to die-
Techno, already making them friendship bracelets: bro can you just shut the fuck up for a second

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Aimsey: People really should learn to appreciate the small things.
Ranboo: *patting her head* Don't worry, you're appreciated.
Aimsey: Bitch, you'd better start sleeping with one eye open.

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Phil: would you just admit you made a mistake
Techno, reluctantly stirring his tea: I actually prefer it with salt

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Wilbur: *running on 3 hours of sleep and hasn't eaten since a bag of Cheetos at 4pm yesterday*
Also Wilbur: Why do I always feel so tired?

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Phil: We got a free day now. What do you wanna do? Eat? Sleep? Nap? Snack?

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Techno: If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.

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Niki, rushing into the room: It's terrible, just terrible! I am so upset!
Phil: Niki, honey, sit down! Sweetheart, tell us all about it. Wilbur, would you get Niki some water?
Wilbur: What are they gonna do with water? Has water ever made you feel better when you were upset? Have you ever heard anyone say, "Thank God, the water's here!"?

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Ranboo: You know the sound a fork makes in the garbage disposal? That's the sound that Tommy's brain makes all the time.

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Tommy: Go to sleep or you'll hate yourself in the morning!
Wilbur: I'll hate my self in the morning regardless.

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Niki: wait why don't YOU know how to stitch a wound, isn't your dad like a nurse?
Tommy: /embarrassing silence/

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Techno: what's our exit strategy?
Tommy: our what?
Techno: ...
Techno: we're all gonna die

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jack, hanging on for dear life: where the fuck did you learn to drive like this?
tubbo: mario kart.

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Wilbur: We need a better way to make money
Techno: I know a way to get some money
Wilbur: How?
Techno: We sell Tommy to the Italian mafia
Wilbur: You've suggested that three times already Techno

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Phil: Why would you do that?!
Tommy: I wasn't thinking!
Phil: WHEN ARE YOU EVER??

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Tubbo : I just heard Ranboo call the dog a "fucking liar" because he barked like someone was at the door and no one was there.

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Wilbur: What are you doing?
Tommy: Talking to God.
Wilbur: Is he telling you to kill everyone?
Tommy: Yeah.
Wilbur: That's not God, that's Dream in the attic.
Dream (in the attic): Why must you always spoil my fun, Wilbur?

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Tommy, describing the dreamsmp: The people are trash, the town is trash, the food is trash, the cars are trash. When the clouds move over the town, they become trash.

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Phil: Sounds like the toddler needs a nap!
Tommy: 1) Fuck you 2) Yes I do

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Niki: If I wanted to be more depressed I'd just read Wilbur's latest blog entry.
Wilbur:
Wilbur: ... "Why being really lonely is sometimes super awesome."

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Phil: Donatello...
Techno: Oh no, 'Techno' in b-flat.
Techno: You're disappointed.

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Sapnap: I trust Dream.
George: You think he knows what he's doing?
Sapnap: I wouldn't go that far.

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Sapnap: how petty can you get?
Karl: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

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Karl: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Y/n: Not if they consent to it.
Sapnap: Depends who you're stabbing.
Quackity: YES?!?

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Tommy: I feel fine.
Tubbo: Tommy, you were just stabbed!
Tommy: Don't worry, I've been stabbed before.
Tubbo: YOU DON'T BUILD UP AN IMMUNITY TO BEING STABBED, TOMMY!

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Dream: I have an idea.
George: and I have Sapnap on speed dial.

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