Gerard, Frank, and Mikey: *Discussing this* We should completely fuck w/ them
Ray: But...
Them: C'mon Ray!! It'll be fun!!
Ray: I'll just post this picture of me and a giant robot and hope that they still love me-
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Gerard, Frank, and Mikey: *Discussing this* We should completely fuck w/ them
Ray: But...
Them: C'mon Ray!! It'll be fun!!
Ray: I'll just post this picture of me and a giant robot and hope that they still love me-
Before The Release of Mania
Patrick: Thank God you’re over your writing entire albums about Mikey Way phase!
Pete: *Last of the Real Ones and Wilson falls out of his pockets* Who’s Mikey Way?
Patrick: Darn it, Pete, we’re gonna have to delay the album!
mcr members as things my friends and i have said pt. 2
frank: mikey slapped me so hard my airpod flew out
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frank: guys, guess what my favorite halloween candy is
ray: meth?
frank: YES! okay there’s one more
ray: black tar herion?
frank: YES!
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gerard, to mikey: why do u have nothing but a butterfinger wrapper in ur wallet
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frank: why cant i make meth in my bathtub???
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gerard: i middle parted my hair today
mikey: u look like an e-girl
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*printing essays for english*
frank: why is yours 4 pages long??
gerard: i have a lot of DIALOGUE
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mikey: i left my water bottle in science yesterday and now i’m scared to drink it because i’m scared someone poisoned it
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ray: * almost knocks water bottle off his desk*
ray: NOT AGAIN!! this is the 5th time today!!!
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some random teacher: oh be careful on those steps! 4 people have already slipped on them today!
mikey: *slips* FIVE PEOPLE
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gerard: nothing but it’s spelled n u t h i n g
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*frank and mikey on facetime*
frank: wait shut up a second
mikey: okay
*silence*
frank: sorry i had to hear if my dog was throwing up or drinking her water
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*frank and mikey still on facetime*
mikey: i can hear u breathing. like all i can hear is HUUUUUUUUUHHHUUUUUUUUHUUUUUH
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ray, to frank: why do u have spotify, apple music, AND pandora?
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frank, yelling from the bottom of the stairwell: GERARD!!!!
gerard, yelling from the top of the stairwell: FRANK!!!!!
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gerard: i want the new sub to call me breadsticks...
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*playing a trivia game in class*
teacher: who owned Raja the tiger in Aladdin?
ray: ...india?
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frank: with great power comes great big booty bitches
mikey: frank, you’re the biggest virgin i know
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gerard: fuck it, i’m watching moana
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mikey, talking about a rude kid: i accidentally made direct eye contact with him while he was being a privileged white boy that thinks he's bad in the back of a cop car but he is in the upper middle class in a 300,000 dollar home with 2 married parents and a golden retriever
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gerard: *pulls out clumps of his hair*
mikey: WHAT are u doing???
gerard: i’m STRESSED!!!!
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ray: FRANK! you got zebra cake all over the table
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frank, reading out loud in class: if people use...b...bu...
mikey: ....buses??
frank: yeah, those
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gerard, to frank: is that my pencil??
frank: yeah
gerard: what are u doing with it
frank: ripping out the strings in my jeans
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mikey: are u trying to erase the zebra cake off the table?
frank: uh yeah
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ray: vitamin D? more like vitamin Z for ZEBRA CAKE!
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mikey: guys do u like the blood on my sweater from my bloody nose??
gerard: I DONT CARE. IM EATING BLUE DORITOS.
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frank, introducing jamia: so, this is my ex-girlfriend
jamia, whispering: i told you to stop calling me that
jamia, out loud: i'm his wife
The origin of Patrick becoming the lead singer of FOB like:
[Patrick, playing the drums]
Pete: Do you take requests?
Patrick: Sure!
Pete: Please stop.
Party poison: hey how do you want your coffee
Fun ghoul: as dark and bitter as my soul
Poison: alright *makes coffee*
Ghoul:
Poison:
Poison: How are you... you know theres a shit ton of salt in that latte right
Ghoul, with a perfectly blank face: I know
Emerson: A drunk mind speaks a sober heart
Sebastian, drunk off his ass: beesechurger