2p Italy:Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!
2p Romano:AhAhAhaH get your fucking dog bitch!!!!!
Night:it don't bite.
2p Romano:yes it do
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Vinny:what do you have!?
Night:a butter knife!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Vinny:no!!!!
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Vinny: night is that a weed!?
Night: no this is a crayon
Vinny:I'm calling the police!!
Vinny goes to a microwave and puts 911 into the microwave
The microwave: 911 what's your emergency
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Allen: *screaming noises*
Vinny : hi
Allen: how did you get in here
Vinny :I used a hammer
Allen: what do you mean you used a hammer!?
Vinny: I broke your door down
Allen : you broke my door!?
Vinny:I love you!
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2p Russia to Allen: oh I just can't wait to beat your ass, that's right bitch, I'm coming.
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Night : oh hi thanks for checking in I'm still a piece of garbage.
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Vinny : road work ahead uh yeah I sure hope it does
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Night: I don't need friends they disappoint me
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Some random bully: kill yourself!
Night: kill me yourself you coward.
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Vinny : hit or miss
Night: depression is a bitch, huh? You got anxiety I bet it beaver leaves ya.
Vinny : Why night why?
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Night : do ever want to talk about your emotions Russia
2p Russia : no
Vinny : I do
Night : I know Vinny
Vinny : I'm sad
Night: I know Vinny
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Night : if I cut my leg off and swing it at your head am I hitting or kicking you?
Vinny : you'll probably mentally scar me more then anything
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2p Russia: is hey night are you going to getting those repots on my desk?
Night : yeah
2p Russia : are you sure or are you just going to keep looking at pictures of people you want to fuck
Night : * looks at his computer screen full of pictures of 2p Italy *
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Night: I like my children like I like my lamps
Vinny : yellow
Night : what fuckn yellow no hung from my ceiling
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Night : love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread
Vinny : are you okay???
Night: my cat stole my fucking garlic bread
