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Not today Justin
titsay
occasionally subtle
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
i don't do bad sauce passes
blake kathryn
d e v o n
Three Goblin Art
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DEAR READER
Andulka
Stranger Things
we're not kids anymore.
if i look back, i am lost
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KIROKAZE
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Joe, to Jack and Mikey: Alright, Shaggy and Scooby, you take the sinks, I’ll check the cabinets, and, Velma, you get the spooky looking fridge.
Josh: What?! Why do I get this... dubious looking device?!
Joe: Because only Velma would say ‘dubious device’. Velma gets the spooky fridge.
Mikey: What does that make you Joe? Fred?
Joe: Bitch, I’m Daphne.
Byron: What is the one thing I told you not to do?
Joe: Burn the house down.
Byron: And what did you do?
Joe: Made you dinner.
Byron:
Joe:
Byron:
Joe: And burnt the house down.
Mikey: Guys, I can’t find my phone.
Joe: Okay, let me call you.
Mikey: No -
Phone ringing: You are my dad (you’re my dad!) BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE
Joe:
Mikey:
Joe: Bro.
Caspar: What bro?
Joe: Tell the whole world we’re bros.
Caspar, whispering: We’re bros.
Joe: Why did you whisper, bro?
Caspar: Because you’re my whole world bro.
Joe, tearing up: Bro.
Joe: Maybe hot chocolate wants to be called beautiful chocolate sometimes.
Josh, on the verge of tears: Please let me sleep, it’s been three days for fuck sake.
Jack: If your house was on fire and you could only take one thing, what would it be?
Byron: A nap.
Jack: Byron, no.
Byron: Byron, yes.
Jack: I've got an idea: tell him no.
Josh: If we refuse, Mikey will never speak to us again.
Josh:
Jack: I've got an idea: tell him no.
Jack: Can we please talk about the giant elephant in the room?
Conor: Your sexuality?
Joe: Look at all these dishes. I used to just throw them in the sink and they’d be magically cleaned up by morning.
Byron: I did that. I cleaned the dishes.
Oli: You’re a hot mess, you know that?
Jack: At least I’m a fun hot mess. Like a train crash full of pizza, fireworks and glitter.
Priest: Dianne Buswell, do you take Joe Sugg as your lawfully wedded husband?
Dianne: I Scooby-Dooby-Doo.
Joe: I want a divorce.
[after hearing a noise]
Jack: I'm too pretty to die!
Byron: No way, I'm pretty too!
Joe: Alright, I'll go check.
[Joe leaves, and they hear another noise outside]
Byron: Oh my god. Caspar, go check on him!
Caspar: Why do I have to go?
Jack: I believe we've established the pretty scale.
Conor: Mikey, that's enough sugar in your oatmeal.
Mikey: My body, my rules.
Conor: When I said bring me back something from the beach, I meant like, a shell.
Joe, struggling to hold a seagull: Well you didn’t fucking say that.
Caspar: What’s the problem with getting emotionally butt naked? I’m just trying to share my feelings.
Jack: We don’t want to see that.
Mikey: I need to lay down for forty-five minutes.
Mikey:
Mikey: No, an hour.
Mikey: A full hour!
Jack: Hey, we make a pretty great team.
Oli: You were absolutely no help whatsoever.
Jack, shrugging: Eh.