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T: Yanno, Dickie carries around a note with him at all times that says "Wally did it" so that if he's ever murdered Wally can't remarry

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J: BreakingNews: Fucking Dumbass About To Get It

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T: you ever go shopping and you feel like a hole inside you has been filled?

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J: Did you separate the egg yolks from the egg whites?
T: yes, here are the whites
J:
J: these are the shells
T: what fucking colour are they

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T: I'm too fucking sensitive for this shit

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J: My fucking god! These bitches gay! Good for them! Good for them

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T: I'm not a casual coffee drinker. I drink coffee to get fuckkkkttttt up. I'll go back to back double espresso and just see where the day takes me. Will I be energetic and fun or will I be shaky and die? Who knows life of a mystery bottoms up

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J: Damn my back hurts from CARRYING this team

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T: I do not think therefore I do not am <3

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J: are you
J: Are you petting the thing that's been trying to kill us?

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T: Ghosts are scary because they indicate we might be forced to exist for eternity after we die

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J: how did you even manage to get your name on the deed to my apartment
T: I put whiteout on it and wrote my name
J: you put whiteout on a legal document

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T: this does not spark joy, so instead it will just spark

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J: all my years of being gay, nothing has prepared me for this

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T: You're a horrible person
J: I know, it keeps me awake at night

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J: baby why are you like this
T: shut the fuck up you know the rules
T: The word 'baby' is banned in this household unless it comes from the mouth of Yagami Yato.

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R: Do u want the girl happy meal or the boy happy meal
J: Idc my bi ass is fine with either
R: Dude I don't think the cashier cares about your bi ass- Mario toy or Mermaid toy
J: Mermaid toy
R: Gay ass bitch

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J: bro i was homoerotically cleaning and patching up my boyfriend's wounds and you ruined it. i was scolding him for being an idiot in an exasperated but fond tone of voice while i tenderly bandaged his knuckles and we both tried unsuccessfully to avoid looking into each other's eyes until the tension between us became unbearable when you entered the room without knocking and fucking killed the mood.
J: what the hell, man.

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