(Hi welcome to Chili's- I mean shitpost.)
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Me: I dab purely to confuse people and make them cringe.
*proceeds to dab*
Every Sans in existence: Who the fuck is this and why is she dabbing?
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Dream: Surely whatever deity makes us go through all that stuff has some kind of plan.
Me: I don't even have a plan to what I'll be doing in next few minutes.
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Ink: Whatever will lead us through this shit at least we can be sure it's sane.
*Me writing/reading fanfics at 2 AM*: You have no idea who you're talking about.
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*Reason 4383 why I don't ship Cream: *
Dream: Hey how are you?
Cross: Good and you?
Dream: Good... and you?
Cross: ...Good.
Dream: That's... good.
Cross: Yeah... good
Dream: Good...
*Because that's literally what I see every time they talk with each other.*
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*Me in the middle of the night*: But what if Dust was gender fluid?
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Me: Most of the time I have no idea what's going on in my life and I'm just winging it.
Me: It worked so far.
Killer: Same lol.
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Killer: Can I say something that will probably annoy you?
Nightmare: Since when do you ask for permission?
Killer: True.
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Error: When you hear weird noises at night simply make weirder noises to assert dominance.
*Me slamming my door and shattering my own glasses*: I'm the only supernatural force allowed in this house! SCREEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Error: And that crazy b is doing it right!
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Me: Don't ask me tf I'm talking about. I don't know ok? I'm just a vessel. The message has been delivered. I've moved on.
McDonald employee: Miss you still have to repeat your order if you want to get it.
Me: I want a Happy Meal but Sad.
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Horror: Do you have any fantasies
Dust currently a girl: I get my PhD so I can make reservations at fancy restaurants under "Dr. & Mrs." then when they expect a man to show up, my gay ass will stroll in instead: hot intellectual wife on my arm. She's wearing a cocktail dress & is also a doctor. Im smoking a Cuban cigar. their heteronormative wigs is snatched...
Killer: *Sigh* Dream goals.
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Nightmare: What are you? Twelve?
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