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Reporter: What does 'take out' mean to you?
May: Food.
Princess: Dating!
Queen: Murder.
Kaleb: It can be all three if you're bold enough!
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Kaleb: Since us bisexuals, polysexuals, pansexuals, asexuals, and aromantics don't exist, laws do not apply to us.
Queen: Rob a fucking bank! If you don't exist, they can't arrest you.
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May: D, I'm heading out, I'm going to therapy.
Princess: Oh my god, May I'm so proud of you!
May: *puts on a pair of heart shaped sunglasses* Retail Therapy.
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Princess: If you were a drink, what drink would you be? I think I'd be a Cherry Vanilla Coke.
Queen: Sewage.
May: Bleach.
Kaleb: Poison.
Princess: Alright edge lords, calm down.
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Kaleb: People tell me I have a unique way of lighting up the room.
May: It's called arson and those people are called witnesses.
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