Scar: Hey, wanna help me commit arson?
Grian: What the hell!?
Scar: Oh, sorry, my bad.
Scar, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson?
Grian, whispering: Of course. What do you need?
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Scar: Hey, wanna help me commit arson?
Grian: What the hell!?
Scar: Oh, sorry, my bad.
Scar, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson?
Grian, whispering: Of course. What do you need?
Have you ever seen something you put in your queue a while ago, and when it finally posts you don't remember doing it. But you think the post is funny/good, so you go to put it in your queue again and realize it's from you.
Like damn, past me had great taste
gun fingers
Bi light skin Mexican for anon
Scar: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.
Scar: Ask me to kill for you.
Grian: ...First of all, calm down-
Bdubs: Etho kissed me!
Skizz: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
Bdubs: It was unbelievable!
Skizz: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
Pearl: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Skizz, get the wine and unplug the phone. Bdubs, does this end well or do we need tissues?
Bdubs: Oh, it ended very well.
Skizz: Do not start without me! Do not start without me!
Pearl: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?
Bdubs: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it.
Pearl: Ohh... So, okay, was he holding you? Or were his hands on your back?
Bdubs: First his hands started out on my waist and then they slid up and then they were in my hair.
Skizz and Pearl: Ohhh.
*meanwhile*
Etho eating pizza in his house: And, uh, and then I kissed him.
Mumbo: Tongue?
Etho: Yeah.
Tango: Cool.
Scar, eating a meal: I poisoned one of our glasses… but I forgot which one.
Cleo: The way this dinner is going, I pray to God that it’s mine.
Scar, at the slightest provocation: I came into this server screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.