Ed: Come on, Barbra. Nobody actually believes that Oswald is in love with me. Barbra: Raise your hand if you think that Oswald is helplessly in love with Ed. *Everyone raises their hand* Ed: Oswald, put your hand down.
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Ed: Come on, Barbra. Nobody actually believes that Oswald is in love with me. Barbra: Raise your hand if you think that Oswald is helplessly in love with Ed. *Everyone raises their hand* Ed: Oswald, put your hand down.
Oswald: *hiding something in his coat* I think we should adopt another kid! Ed: No. Oswald: Why not? Ed: Because when you say “kid”, you mean “bird”, and we already have fifteen of those. Oswald: *unzips coat* Sixteen.
Teacher: Martin was in a fight. Ed: Oh no, that’s terrible! Oswald: Did he win?
Ed: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Oswald: What- how? Ed: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”
Ed: Know why I called you in here? Oswald: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic. Ed: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?
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Ed: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Oswald: I wrote you a poem. Ed, already crying: You did?
Ed, sweating: Oswald, there’s something I need to ask you- Oswald: Finally! You’re proposing! Ed: How’d you know? Oswald: Ed, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner. Oswald: I even picked it up once.
Ed: Know why I called you in here? Oswald: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic. Ed: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?
Ed, throwing his head into Oswald's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Oswald, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.
*At a speed dating event* Oswald: Oh wow, people are really shallow. Ed: Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate? Oswald: *Checks his pulse* Sorry, not yet. Ed: Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.
Ed: That was so hot, Os. Oswald: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets. Ed: I'm so in love with you.
Ed: I would never say that my husband is a bitch and I don’t don’t like him. That’s not true… Oswald is a bitch and I like him so much!
Ed: Oswald and I are no longer friends. Oswald: EDDIE THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!
Ed: You have to apologize to them Os. Oswald: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the man you fell in love with!
Oswald: Goodnight to the love of my life, Eddie, and fuck the rest of y'all.
Ed: *Laughs* You had a crush on me? That’s embarrassing— Oswald: We’re married.
Ed: How do I tell Oswald that I want him to yell at me like he's Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a Crème Brûlée