Bryan: I made tea!
Henry: oh thank you, but I don't want tea.
Bryan: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea!
Henry: then why did you tell me?
Bryan: it's a conversation starter.
Henry: it's a horrible conversation starter.
Bryan: oh really? What is it we're having right now?
Henry: a conversation.
Bryan: see? Checkmate!
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[In this, Bryan got injured during a performance]
Charlotte: wait, Gizzy did what?
Dad: I wouldn't let him see Bryan because he was still resting because of this afternoon. I told him that unless he was injured he couldn't stay unless he was injured.
Dad: so he punched himself in the face and told me he was injured.
Henry: well, you have to admire his dedication.
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Jon: I scared them, didn't I?
Kay: they're terrified of you.
Jon: That makes me so happy!
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Gizzy: we're gonna play you a song.
Jon: it's called "our life so far".
Jon: *bangs a cymbal*
Gizzy: *screans*
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Kay: *opening a Capri Sun* guess I'll just drink my sorrows away
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Kay: okay, can we stop using the term butthurt? We're not 3 anymore.
Jon: you sound fannytroubled.
Bryan: a little bootybothered if you ask me.
Gizzy: someone's having a tushytantrum.