Llamas with Hats 3

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Paul: CAAAAAAARL! We're supposed to be on vacation!

Carl: I don't know about you, but I am having a wonderful time here.

"Seriously, Paul needs to chill." Hercules huffed obliviously.

Paul: You toppled a South American government, Carl.

Carl: The people have spoken. VIVA LA RESISTANCE.

"I feel inclined to punch something." Lafayette claimed, smiling inhumanly.

Paul: You pushed the resistance leader into a giant fan.

"What the fuck...?" James mumbled.

Carl:He was a traitor and a scoundrel.

Paul: He was trying to stop you from pushing other people into a giant fan.

John snorted.

*Foot kicks inside Carl's stomach*

"OH GOD-" Philip screeched.

Carl: Oh, that was a foot. I appear to have swallowed an entire person.

Paul: That would be the hotel bartender.

Carl: Well, that explains why my mohito is taking so long.

The room was completely silent.

Paul: It was horrifying. Your mouth unhinged like a snake.

Carl: Wow, that sounds pretty awesome.

Paul: I can't go anywhere with you, Carl.

Carl: That hurt my feelings. Now we're both in the wrong.

Paul: I wanna go home. We're leaving.

"Pfff-" He snickered.

Carl: In that case, I should probably mention that I filled our luggage with orphan meat.

Burr, Lafayette, and Alexander exchanged each other very disturbed looks.

Paul: What.

Carl: Well, I'm building a meat dragon, and not just any meat will do.

"....Holy-"

Paul: You know what, forget it. I'm not even shocked anymore.

Carl: Aw, that's no fun.

Paul: This has become the norm for you, Carl.

Carl: I'll have to try harder next time.

Paul: Please don't.

Carl: I feel like I've been issued a challenge.

Paul: CAAAAAARL

"ALLLLLLEXXXXX-"

"Shut up, John."

Carl: It's too late now... You.

Paul: You?

Carl: I totally don't remember your name.

Paul: We've known eachother for 3 years, Carl.

"GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, CARL."

Carl: And what an impression you've made.

Paul: My name is Paul.

Carl: What.

Paul: I said, "My name is Paul."

Carl: Oh. I thought you were a woman.

"STOP ASSUMING HIS GENDER, CARL-" John screamed.

Paul: Why would you think that?

Carl: Mostly the Hat. Are you sure?

"True though. The hat."

Paul: Of course I'm sure.

Carl: Well, If you'll excuse me, I've got some pictures I need to delete from my computer.

"Carl, you dirty, violent, deranged sociopathic llama." Lafayette mumbled.

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