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❝You REALLY can’t talk without singing can you?❞
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@directivethree || MEME.
❝You REALLY can’t talk without singing can you?❞
@directivethree $’d from
“yeah, well, can you stop? not all of us have MOUTH PRIVILEGES, you know!! what if i, too, wished to eat the discomfort away from this horribly awkward situation?!”
“Uh…can’t you like…eat like oil or something? I mean…I’m sure you can eat something cau- se I think even you know … YOU should run off of some kind of source of something.”
[ I don’t have a speech prepared or anything- I honestly never thought I’d get this far! In the last two months, I’ve met some pretty awesome people. Yeah, I’m lookin’ at you! I’ve been able to share my love for these doofy characters, and find other fans of the series in turn. That’s pretty priceless, if you ask me. But enough about me- let’s talk abut you! ]
directivethree replied to your post:Your father is more obnoxious than claptrap
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“Sorry Claptrap...if it makes you feel any better, I like you more than I like him most times.”
🎶 ‘ Just keep your head up high kiss your fist and touch the sky’ 🎶
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BANG! POK! POK! BLAM!
A series of gunshots rung in Max’s ears.
“Hey hey, buddy! C’mere! We wanna talk to you a minute!” He barked, the request shortly followed by a faint ‘tee-hee’ as he shoved a few spare rounds into his pistol. He loved making a racket.
He and Sam had been tailing some poor sap for the last hour- he couldn't quite remember what the felon had done to deserve this, but they were too busy shooting him down to care.
At least, his partner was. Max had lost track of the target at this point. To his immediate surprise, he nearly collided with an entirely different stranger upon turning the corner. He skidded to a halt (his bizarrely serrated teeth forming a rascally smile) and instinctively raised his Luger.
“Freeze, dirtbag!”
“Are you supposed to be a robot from Dimension 12 or something? You look kinda puny and oddly shaped.”