Brian: stop asking me if I’m a boy or a girl
Brian: I’m a punchline.
Sandra: explain
Brian: my pronouns are he/he/he/he/he
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Brian: stop asking me if I’m a boy or a girl
Brian: I’m a punchline.
Sandra: explain
Brian: my pronouns are he/he/he/he/he
Ames: my first husband was adopted by all of my friends like two weeks after the divorce
Sandra: that’s rough buddy
Sandra: we have your child
Kevin: which one?
Sandra: what
Kevin: which child?
Sandra: uhhh, short, black hair, kept threatening the end of humanity on us—
Kevin: oh that’s Del you don’t have them they have you good luck
Sunny: Good morning
Del: Good morning
Parker: Good morning
Lainey: Good morning
Rains: Good morning
Kevin: Good morning
Brian: Good morning
Ames: You all sound like robots. Spice it up a bit.
Sandra, throwing the door open: Hello motherfuckers!
Sandra: you’re a dumbass. you’d survive tumblr.
Brian: I think you mean tumblr would survive me. I wouldn’t survive them.
Sandra: your insolence goes too far!
Del: WRONG! It can go a lot further!