Pillow: Today is Non-Binary Awareness day! Pillow, staring into Price Tag's soul: I am aware of you Price Tag: I really wish you weren't.
Bomby: A SPIDEEER!!!!!! Book: KILL IT! SMASH IT! Price Tag: BURN IT! Bomby: STAB IT! WITH A KNIFE! GET ME THE SHOTGUN! Naily: Awww, it’s so cute! Look at it!
Pillow: If I was married to you I would put poison in your coffee. Book: If I was married to you I’d drink it.
Nickel: Why don't humans have a specific noise that means "there are bees here, let's leave immediately." Why are elephants more advanced than us. Price Tag: We do have a specific noise for it. It sounds like this: Price Tag: "There are bees here, let's leave immediately."
Book: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you? Pillow: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now. Pillow: Would you like me to tutor you? Cake: That was smooth.
Cake: I’m terrible at expressing myself. Price Tag: Don’t worry, actions speak louder than words! Cake: Yes, but my actions are also bad.
Naily: I will beat all of you in Rock, Paper, Scissors. You go first. Bomby: Rock. Naily: Paper.
Bomby: Pillow, can I ask you a question? Pillow: Sure. Bomby: Why don't you go back to your own house and leave us alone?
Nickel: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.
Cake: What’s your body count? Pillow: Do you mean sex or murder?
Price Tag: I hate you sometimes. Naily: Well according to this picture Nickel drew of us holding hands that's not true. Price Tag: Naily, you drew that. Naily: It doesn't matter.
Book: Is something burning? Price Tag, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you. Book: Taggy, the toaster is literally on fire.
Nickel: Wait, if baby oil dissolves condoms, what does it do to babies? Price Tag: Believe it or not, babies and condoms are made of different materials. Cake: It’s like rock paper scissors. Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby. Naily: Rock also defeats baby.
Book and Cake: *speaking Spanish* Book: I know, I know. Nickel: You speak Spanish? Book: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Cake speaks.
Bomby: I just got the best idea I've ever had in my entire life! *Later* Cake, looking down at Bomby's remains: That was the worst idea you’ve ever had in your entire life.
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