Twenty-Four

106 4 7

by fuckinpinkfairies

by fuckinpinkfairies

Phantom: Babe, please just talk to me..
Phantom: I said I was sorry!
Phantom: I thought about you the whole time!
Natemare: Sorry doesn't bring back my fvcking skittles, Phantom.
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Dark: Wait, did you just flirt with me?
Anti/Wilford: Have been for the past year, but thanks for noticing.
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Wilford: Grammar.
Wilford: The difference between-
Wilford: Knowing your shit,
Wilford: and knowing you're shit.
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Chase, wakes up and opens his eyes: I can't wait to go to bed tonight.
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Anti: There's something on your face.
Wilford: I think you mean beauty.
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Roman: It's just a spider. It's small.
Patton: So are grenades and bullets.
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Ed Edgar: Nobody is perfect!
Ed Edgar: I'm nobody so I'm perfect.
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Host: Sometimes I feel like I have my life together and then I'm like,
Host: Wow,
Host: That was a nice forty-five seconds.
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Chase: I don't know what's emptier, my bank account or my love life.
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Anti: I'm so tired I could eat a horse.
Patton: I identify as a horse and this offends me.
Anti: I identify as offends and this horses me.
Natemare: I offend horses, identify me.
Dark: I think the main question here is why would you eat a horse if you were tired.
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Bim Trimmer, having a coughing fit: I think Satan is choking me!
Anti, who's nowhere near Bim: Sorry..
Bim Trimmer: *stops coughing*
Everyone Else: *afraid*

~Gillian.