Tango: Do you think laundry detergents have different tastes?
Zedaph: They do.
Impulse: Why did you say that so quickly and with so much certainty?

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Tango: Do you think laundry detergents have different tastes?
Zedaph: They do.
Impulse: Why did you say that so quickly and with so much certainty?
Ren: Do you all think lava would taste spicy?
Tango, whispering: Please don’t eat lava.
Impulse, reading a book: You do you, Ren.
Impulse: Actually, since is made of molten rock, it would probably taste very bland and dusty.
Ren: Thank you so fucking much, Impulse, you understand me like no one else.
Judge: I hereby sentence you to 68 years in prison.
Impulse, as Keralis’s lawyer, suffering: Your honor, my client respectfully requests one more year to be added to his sentence.
Ren: *rolls around the grassy area of the hippie commune and accidentally knees Impulse in the ribs*
Impulse: ow
Impulse: you kneed me
Grian, thinking about the machines they need: yeah man we need you
Zedaph: Never microwave a capri sun.
Impulse: What did you do?
Zedaph: I microwaved a capri sun.
Ren: Remember to drink water, babes!
Impulse: No.
Ren: Then become the dirt I walk on.
Impulse: Zed, add 'zucchini' to that shopping list.
Zedaph: *writing* Z-U-K-
Tango: Nope.
Zedaph: Z-O-O-K-
Impulse: No...
Zedaph: Let's get corn instead.
Zedaph: You know what they say, out of sight, out of mind
Impulse: That saying works until you see a spider and lose sight of it
Tango: You know what they say. . . out of sight, burn the house down