Incorrect Quotes II

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Tori: Ryan, we tried things your way

Ryan: No, we didn't.

Tori: I did it in my head and it didn't work.

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Tori: That's not funny.

Tina: I thought it was funny.

Tori: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.

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Unicorn: Can you keep a secret?

Goldy: Well, I'm good until I meet the next person.

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Aaron: You think you're smarter than everyone else.

Ryan: I don't think I'm smarter than everyone else. I know I am.

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Ryan: Which way did they go?

Aaron: Well, based on the direction of the wind, the broken sticks in the corner, and the slight disturbance in the dirt, I'd guess they went left.

Ryan: You could really figure it out from that?

Aaron: No, you idiot, we're lost! How the hell would I know!

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Slade: I think you're still suffering the effects of your party last night.

Ryan: All I drank was Redbull!

Slade: How many?

Ryan: Eighteen.

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Tina: This was almost a great idea.

Ryan: You just described 90% of our stuff.

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Petra: *Pointing at the broken coffee machine.* So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Slade: ...I did. I broke it.

Petra: No you didn't. Ryan?

Ryan: Don't look at me! Look at Matt!

Matt: What?! I didn't break it!

Goldy: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Unicorn: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Goldy: Suspicious.

Unicorn: No it's not!

Lexi: If it matters, probably not, but Tori was the last one to use it.

Tori: Liar! I don't even drink that!

Lexi: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Tori: Everyone knows I love messing with the wooden stirrers, Lexi!

Slade: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Petra.

Petra: No, who broke it?

Matt: Petra...Aaron's been awfully quiet.

Aaron: REALLY?!

[Everyone starts arguing.]

Petra: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

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