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Bandom as things from my Roadtrip, Part 1
Everyone: Alright! Road trip time! Woo!!
*10 minutes later*
Pete: I HAVE TO PEE
Brendon: *singing* WE'RE ON THE ROOOAAAAD
Dallon: *backround singing* road...road...road...
Patrick: Are we there yet?
Joe: *sighs* This was a mistake.
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Everyone: *dead silence*
Brendon: welL ZOINKS SCOOB--
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Dallon: Ow! The seat belt buckle is between my ass cheeks!
Brendon: Well I got shit between my ass cheeks so I guess we gotta deal with it then!
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Andy: Everyone be quiet! I haven't slept in days! I need sleep!
Joe, the driver: *sips hours old black coffee* Crab-ass.
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Dallon: *says anything*
Brendon: *says anything*
Patrick: *says anything*
Pete: *so tired he laughs hysterically at everything*
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Andy: *turns his Android phone into a fucking Gameboy Color and plays Pokemon in the very back of the car*
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Pete: Paaaatrickkkk!! I can't sleep!
Patrick: Play some music on your headphones and close your eyes :D That'll help
Pete: *plays blasting heavy metal from headphones and sleeps peacefully*
Patrick: :) what the fuck :)
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Brendon: STOP THE CAR! LOOK!!!
Joe: *stops in the middle of the road* WHAT BRENDON?!!?
Brendon: It's a Waffle House!!
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Patrick: We're in Ohio!!
Brendon: No? We're in Indianapolis?
Dallon: I thought we were in Tennessee?
Joe: WE HAVEN'T EVEN LEFT TOWN YET
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Pete: And on your left you'll see our first tourist attraction! The local crack shack. Here you'll find a crackhead smoking what I hope is only weed.
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Brendon: So having consulted both of my brain cells, I decided to continue with the endeavor
Frank: nice pants
Mikey: thanks
Gerard: bet they would look even better on Frankie's floor
Frank: Are you hitting on your brother... for me?
Pete: Mikey, do you have a moment?
Mikey: NO, I'm very busy, I don't want to go for a ride on your motorcycle.
Pete: Well, that wasn't what I was going to ask, actually.
Mikey: What do you want then?
Pete: Uhhh....something... work-related?
Mikey: What department is this?
Pete: Sorry?
Mikey: Well, if it's work-related, then obviously you'll know what department this is. What department is this?
*Pete glances at Frank and Gerard*
Pete: Some sort of... homosexual department?
Frankie: Gee and I understand each other's love languages. His love language is us spending the night watching this show about an australian man who lives in a porta potty.
Gerard: he means doctor who.