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there's nothing left when you eat two left twix [collabrative drawings by greg & razan]

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"is the water hot enough to brew tea?" "yeah its dark warm"

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"why isn't my uber a tesla"

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"somebody got a harmonica?!"

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*blows nose aggressively* "can you play your flute over there"

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"were you eavesdropping with your eyes?"

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"you got croissant in your hair"

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“ i have a question!”

“i might have an answer”

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“there’s a lettuce coming out of her backpack”

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“i puder down the stairs”

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“i like her helmet”

“go ask her out”

“no!..do you like her helmet..”

“no.”

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“who had better eyeliner”

“what”

“it’s not even a competition it’s in my genetics “

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*two-minute pause*

“... i like coleslaw”

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“ready to go back to color”

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“it’s like 9 ‘til”

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“so like a welcome back chicken”

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“with great power comes.. *cough cough* ughh fish”

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“sun baby”