i swear to god if i lose a lung from gasping at all of these puns im suing

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<NewScapeSquad in a Hotel>

Tommy: *pushing all the continental breakfast tables together*

Hotel security: Excuse me sir, what are--

Tommy:pANGEA BREAKFAST *continues to push the continental breakfast tables*

Everyone: *standing at the entrance of the hotel restaurant*

Cory: I really hope they got his drift.

Uni: Oh my fucking god.

Ashlie: I guess that's why they have so many plates.

Nick: *sighs so hard that he deflates*

Jon: I want to know whose fault this is.

Dawn: *golf-clapping aggressively behind Jon*

*ugly dying noises coming from the author*

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