#mod gluestick

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

Russel: have you guys seen Murdoc? i can't find him anywhere.

Noodle: don't worry, i got this. hey, 2D?

2D: yeah?

Noodle: say something.

2D: like what?

Noodle: anything will do. anything that's going on inside that head of yours right now.

2D: well, i was just thinking; trains are basically sideways elevators—

Murdoc, from across the house: EXCUSE ME, WHAT THE FUCK?

Noodle: he's in the bathroom.

Russel: i— thanks?

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

Noodle: sometimes, when something bad happens, i like to play music to calm people down.

Russel, sighing: what is it this time?

Noodle, standing up and strumming her guitar frantically: ♪ 2D AND I SET THE KITCHEN ON FIRE ♪

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

*Clint Eastwood playing on the radio*

Murdoc, drunk out of his mind: That song is good, we should record a cover version sometime.

2D: It’s us, fuckhead.

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

Russell, writing in his diary: day 183. i’m stuck inside the recording studio, surrounded by creatures of all sorts of species, the likes of which i’ve never seen before. after months of thorough observation, i have concluded that—

2D: *to the tune of final countdown* IT’S A MENTAL BREAKDOWN!

Murdoc: *off key kazoo*

Russell:

Russell: -there is no intellegent life here.

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

2D: Hey Noodle, could you do me a favor?

Noodle: I will literally kill for you, but go on.

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

Russell: What are you doing this weekend?

Noodle: Something fucking sick!

Noodle: *holding a pole with a feather on it as Katsu plays with it*

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

Murdoc: How high are you?

2D, absolutely stoned on meds: I'm not high, you're just short.

[shit-the-gorillaz-never-said]

2D: *while home alone, banging two pans together in the kitchen* Five, six, seven, eight! I'm the only one in the house! That means I can scream real loud! WOOOOOO!