PerfectDoll Incorrect Quotes

Group Quotes

Penny: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?
Ocean: >:O language
Constance: Yeah watch your fucking language
Ricky: OKAY WHO TAUGHT CONSTANCE THE FUCK WORD?
Noel: 'The fuck word'.
Ocean: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time
Mischa: Oh my god they censored it
Noel: Say fuck, Ocean.
Constance: Do it, Ocean. Say fuck.

–––

Penny who's just trying to tell her animal facts: If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.
Ocean: What if it bites me and it dies!?
Constance: Then you're poisonous. Jesus Christ, Ocean, learn to listen.
Ricky: What if it bites itself and I die?
Noel: That's voodoo.
Mischa: What if it bites me and someone else dies?
Ocean: That's correlation, not causation.
Ricky: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?
Noel: That's kinky.
Penny: Oh my God.

–––

Penny: Rules are made to be broken.
Ocean: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.
Constance: Uh, piñatas.
Ricky: Glow sticks.
Mischa: Karate boards.
Noel: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.
Penny: Rules.
Ocean:

–––

*choirs reactions to being told 'I love you'*
Mischa: Thanks fam!
Ocean: oh no
Constance: *cries* I love you too
Noel: Sounds fake but okay
Ricky: *A flustered mess*
Penny: can i get a refund

–––

Noel: Croissants: dropped
Ocean: Road: works ahead
Constance: BBQ sauce: on my titties
Ricky: Shavacado: fre
Penny: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead
Mischa:
Mischa, grumpy: I didn't understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

–––

Ricky: Hewwo.
Constance: Hihiiiiii!
Ocean: Greetings, fellow friends.
Noel: Three kinds of people.
Penny: I want pudding.
Constance: Four kinds of people.
Mischa: WHAT'S UP FUCKERS?
Noel: Five kinds of people.

–––

Penny, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here.
Ocean: Hey.
Constance: Hi.
Ricky: Hello.
Noel: Hey!
Penny: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!
Mischa: We were out of Doritos.

–––

Penny: Time for plan G.
Ocean: Don't you mean plan B?
Penny: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.
Constance: What about plan D?
Penny: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.
Ricky: What about plan E?
Penny: I'm hoping not to use it. Noel dies in plan E.
Ocean: I like plan E.

–––

*The squad is over at Penny's house*
Ocean: Ohhhh, we each get our own oven?
Penny: ... N-No...
Penny, laughing: How many ovens do you think I have???
Ocean, motioning to their kitchen: Three, I thought!
Constance: I see a-
Penny, motioning to one device: This is a microwave.
Ocean: Oh, well I-
Penny: Hey wait wait, actually- hang on- *fiddles with the buttons on the microwave*
Penny, amazed: Its got a bake setting!
Ricky: Ohoho, you learn something new every day!
Noel: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first?
Penny: Now I've just discovered I have more ovens than I thought, we don't have to roshambo nothin!
Penny: I am someone who owns four ovens...
Penny, louder and way too happy: I am someone... who owns FOUR OVENS...
Penny: I didn't know I was so rich with ovens...
Mischa, pointing to another appliance: Also the toaster oven!
Penny:
Ocean: Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens!
Penny:
Penny, fucking ECSTATIC: I AM SOMEONE WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS

–––

Father Marcus: Dumbest scar stories, go!
Ocean: I burned my tongue once drinking tea.
Constance: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and burned it.
Ricky: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade.
Noel: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn.
Mischa:
Penny and Mischa: I have emotional scars.