So I haven't posted in a hot minute, so I got a long one for ya guys. I'll maybe add more cause this musical is high-key too quotable.
"Hi Gary Goldstein, attorney at law. I was a little further back in line. Are you aware that my client, Linda Monroe, suffers from a rare, little understood, anxiety disorder? And any lasting medical conditions that may arise from stress on these premises are your liability sir?"
"I hope you have your fiancees in order! Get ready for audits, audits up (Lauren mouthing: "audits") your ears, audits in your ying yang! Audits up your wazoo!"
"EEEEEEEEEEE" dashes away off stage
"Oooo right in the Subpoena!"
"Don't you fucking laugh."
"My mom's a bitch!"
"Hannah! What the fuck is this? That better be fucking floss! Let's go, I need a cigarette!"
"She's being a little snot today."
"Can you translate, I don't speak crazy."
"Oh shut up! I hope you don't get a Wiggly, I hope you fucking die."
"Can I use these coupons?"
"Well, well, well. Hello naughty list."
"Do you see him, do you see him, do you see him, do you see hi-" "YES I FUCKING SEE HIM!"
"That requires a bottle of pepper spray."
"This is my toy store! Get out!"
"It's my little boyfriend."
"He didn't even have a doll! Waste of time..."
"Kiss my toe." mwah
"Unless I get what I- shit it's Gerald, hold on."
"Unless I get what I shit."
"Yes call the police!"
"Her protector."
"The profit shall bathe in the blood of the unfaithful, joyous day!"
"As for you and me, me more favorably."
"Ah ha ha"- Linda's laugh
"Do you want to play with m- AIHOGFUGUEIGAEKJ"- Dylan in the crowd
"When wiggly comes, when wiggly comes, when wiggly comes."
"Ring aling ding!"
"Wiggly will wiggle his way into life AHHOOHAOHA"
"CHAOS REIGNS!"
"Gerald, hey it's Gary." Yup, we gotta talk about the Will. Goldstein!"
"And about those mis-paints, I threw them in the fucking trash!"
"They're all into Fortnite dude!"
"You better not be fucking with me."
"Well one will be exclusively used for bath time."
"It's INSANITY!"
"This cult of comfort is bullshit!"
"That's not how cameras work babe."
"Uh, yeah it says no parking anytime, but I'm sure the loading trucks could just park across the street. Does that work for you?"
"Kids don't want that piece of shit!"
"But we are intimate."
"God what even is a cabbage patch kid, it's like you're cutting into a head of lettuce and oh shit a baby. It's like I wanted a salad, but now I have a child."
