Jay: i love hosuh
Stephen: no I love hosuh
Jay: no I DO
Stephen: nO I DO
Hosuh: I love the both of you!
Stephen & Jay: Really?
Hosuh: Of course! I really do love my friends!

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Jay: i love hosuh
Stephen: no I love hosuh
Jay: no I DO
Stephen: nO I DO
Hosuh: I love the both of you!
Stephen & Jay: Really?
Hosuh: Of course! I really do love my friends!
Hosuh, clapping: I'm stressed and confused and I want a cookie!
hosuh: hey.. uh Stephen
stephen: huh yeah what’s up?
hosuh: I was just wondering why youre wearing a helmet and knee pads?
stephen: oh those? I just wanted to be safe whilst I’m falling for you
og image: @incorrect-danplan-quotes
sorry for bad lighting- also hEllo i wanted to post a small thing cause i literally died off in the midst of my productivity
i present everyone my wip for my literature homework, and i will be continuing it on school tomorrow because it's 11pm and my body can't handle it when i really mess up my sleeping schedule big time
have a good time whoever is reading this
(Look, an incorrect Danplan quote, I’m so original)
Stephen: Hah, look at the buns on this guy
Hosuh: *Lying on the ground covered in hamburger buns*
Dan: It's the comedy police, the joke's to funny
Stephen: *Pulls out a gun and points it to Dan* I'm not going back to jail
Hosuh: Daniel, no! This is a really bad idea!
Daniel: Stick around. I'm full of bad ideas.
Puffin, the Dungeon Master: "Alright, so what is the best way to steal the man's wallet?"
Stephen: "Knife to the throat?"
Dan: "Gun to the head?"
Ann: "Poison in his cup?"
Hosuh: "You're all horrible."
Hosuh: I make my best friend Stephen a sandwich everyday for work. Once, I joking kissed it to show him that I made it “with love”. But then, for some reason it stuck, and that just became the habit. Make a sandwich, give it a little smooch, put it in the baggie. Except for when I’m mad at him. Then the sandwich isn’t made with love. It gets no kiss. Yeah, enjoy that sandwich, jerkface, I hope it tastes like despair.