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I decided to revive myself and this book.













I hate life




River: Hold on! I’m having one of those things... a headache with pictures.
Eugene: What the fuck?
Boss: They’re having an idea.







Eugene: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out River's birthday invitations.
Boss: Well, what are they supposed to say?
Eugene: "River's birthday".
Boss: So, what do they say instead?
Eugene: "River’s bi".
Boss:
Boss: Works out either way.







Boss: Eugene noticed only today that they can label their email inboxes, but they took apart their entire bloody laptop two weeks ago.
River: This reminds me of the Eugene who couldn’t turn on the coffee maker, but remembers about 500 digits of pi.
Boss: I’ll be delighted to inform you that this is the very same Eugene.








Eugene: Adulting is hard.
Eugene: How do I quit?
River: Time travel.
Boss: Die.







*The gang is about to do something dangerous*
Eugene: Shouldn’t someone give a pep talk?
River: Go ahead.
Eugene: Be careful.
Eugene: Don’t die.
Boss: *Holds back a laugh*
River: Great. We’re all bloody inspired.








*Boss teaching River to drive and taking Eugene along for the ride*
Boss: That's a pothole. To the left!
River: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*
Eugene, sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.
River: I don't think that's how the song goes.
Boss, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.
River: Country Roads.
Eugene: To the place.
River and Eugene in unison: I Belong!
Boss, crying harder: What the fuck?








Eugene: If you were an ice cream flavour, what flavour would you be?
Boss: Vanilla.
Boss: Vanilla?! You basic bitch!
River: If I was an ice cream flavour, I’d be pistachio!
Boss: Because nobody likes you?








River: You don't think I can fight because of my gender!
Eugene: I don't think you can fight because you're in a wedding dress. For what it's worth, I don't think Boss can fight in that dress either.
Boss: Perhaps not. But I would make a radiant bride.









Boss: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?
Eugene: What? No, I—
Charlie: *enters room*
Boss: *jaw clenches*






Eugene: Why would you give a knife to Charlie?!
Boss, shrugging: Charlie felt unsafe.
Eugene: Now I feel unsafe!
Boss: I’m sorry…
Boss: Would you like a knife?







Charlie: Eugene said I was their second favorite person, and I was bummed, but then they said Boss is third. They have no favorite person. They’re holding the position open.










Charlie: Why would you think any of this was a good idea?!
Boss: Probably because I’m a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence.
Charlie: Oh...
Eugene, from across the room: I don’t understand how you keep forgetting that.










Eugene: The fastest way to a Charlie’s heart is through ch-
Boss: Chest cavity.
Eugene:
Eugene: Cheese.









Boss: WHO ATE MY BREAD?!
Boss: I'M GOING TO FUCKING K-
Eugene: I did?
Boss: Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating anything today Eugene.
Boss: *walks away*
Eugene:
Eugene: They're gone Charlie.
Charlie, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in their mouth: Twankh uh!









Charlie: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare.
Eugene: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great.
Charlie: Not when you’re playing with Boss, it’s not. They put words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”













Eugene: Onion rings are vegetable donuts.
Boss, used to Eugene being dumb: Sure...
Eugene: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.
Boss: Okay?
Eugene: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake.
Boss:
Eugene: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio-
Boss: Jesus, that one is a little-
Charlie, interested: No, no, Eugene, keep going.












Boss: I just saw Charlie for the first time in years.
Eugene: No way! And…?
Boss: I told them I’m an Olympic gymnast.
Eugene: Why?
Boss: Well, you know when you get nervous socially, you end up lying to impress?
Eugene: No.
Boss: Exactly, we’ve all done it.











Boss: Oh Eugene, we have a visitor!
Eugene: Don't tell me it's Charlie.
Boss: It's Charlie.








Charlie: What’s it like being tall?
Charlie: Is it nice?
Charlie: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Boss: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Eugene: It was one time!






Boss: I have a bad feeling about this...
Charlie: What do you mean?
Boss: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?
Charlie: No?
Eugene: That actually explains so much.







Eugene: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.
River:
River: I'm gonna tell them.
Boss: Don't you dare.

That last one-

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