Semi-nice MM: HYDRATE OF DIE-DRATE!
MM: //agressively throws water bottles at everyone's faces//
Chron: Uhhhhh...
PM: Erm- I think she's trying to yell mental health and well-being into us.
MM, aggressively: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!!!
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G: Aren't onion rings basically vegetable doughnuts.
Chron, used to G: Sure, G.
G: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.
Chron: Okay
G: Lasagna is just spaghetti flavored cake-
Chron:
G, oblivious: Lobsters are mermaids to scorpions, though, don't you think?
Chron: P l e a s e- stop-
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G, serving a small a waiter: Here's your steak!
Smol, looking down at the plate: Uh- G- there's nothing on it-
G, confusedly looking at the plate:
G:
G: Ohhhhhh I knew I was missing something!
(That one was an original that I said on Reddit An do then edited-)
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JB: How the hell are you so tall, anyway?
Crooked, shrugging: How the f*ck Am I supposed to know?
Chron: //eyeing PM's height//
PM: Erm- well- you're not the shortest?
(Another original I made on Reddit with some edits-)
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Snake: Smollie, we tried things your way.
Smol: What? No we didn't.
Snake: I did in my head, though, and it didn't work-
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Isk: Gmish, I think you're still stiffening from the effects from last night
G: All I drank was Red Bull!
Isk: How many?
G: Eighteen-
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Suki: Sometimes, I'll start a sentence and I don't even know where it's going-
Suki: I just hope I find it along the way-
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Smol: That sounds like a terrible plan!
PM: Oh- we've had worse-
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//Sally, Fred, and some other kids are yelling: "MCDONALDS MCDONALDS MCDONALDS!" once they see one//
"We have food at home, though(?)-": Smol, PM, Snake, Chron
//Pulls up at the driveway as the children cheer, then orders a single black coffee and leaves//: MM, Crooked, JB, Chloe
"MCDONALDS MCDONALDS MCDONALDS-": G and Beaks
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PM, about RG: He's speaking some sort of French, and I don't know what he's saying..
Crooked: Let me handle it, then- I speak Spanish. It's the same thing.
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MM: Who the f*ck-
PM: Language!
MM: WHOM the f*ck-
PM: I- nO!
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