Tyler: so, i have this girl i like...
Ajax: really? that's cool...
Tyler: do you think she'll notice me?
Ajax: *looks him up and down*
Ajax: depends. does she have eyes?

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Tyler: so, i have this girl i like...
Ajax: really? that's cool...
Tyler: do you think she'll notice me?
Ajax: *looks him up and down*
Ajax: depends. does she have eyes?
Incorrect Quotes (VicTORIous edition)
Chloé: WHAT UP WITH THE DISCO?
Simon: I'm sorry I hit the wrong thing!
Chloé: NO! 15 years ago your mother gave BIRTH to the wrong thing!
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Zoé: Ugh. Gross. Talk shows are for tourists and Canadians.
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Luka: On Splashface, the top seven most popular kiddie songs are all about food. So let's write a kiddie song about food.
Max: ♪ oh, broken glass ♪ ♪ is not a food ♪ ♪ so don't you listen ♪ ♪ to some dude ♪ ♪ who says put cheese ♪ ♪ on broken glass ♪ ♪ and make a sandwich ♪ ♪ out of broken glass ♪
Juleka: What is wrong with you?!
Kim: I like it.
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Zoé: *curtsying* Well, hello, if you please.
Marc: Are you a good witch? Or a sandwich?
Zoé: Who me? Well, I'm neither a witch nor a snack. You're talking some crazy chizz.
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Nathaniel: Look, I just wanna say you all make me sick.
Marinette: Why?
Nathaniel: 'Cause you're all great looking, and talented, and popular. I mean, you guys always have something going for you. Marinette had her hat modeled, Alya’s blog is the number 1 source for all things Ladybug, Rose, Juleka, and Ivan are in a band slowly climbing the charts, and Max made a damn sentient robot. You guys have it all! And you're really worried about which one of you has the most followers? *The Akuma Class looks ashamed* Yeah, feel ashamed, 'cause you should feel ashamed.
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Alya: I love mass texting!
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Lila: We won because we rock!
Denise: Yeah, don't believe everything your daddy says.
Lacey: Like when he tells you you're pretty!
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Jean: Eat your pants!
Lila: You eat your pants. Wait!
Mme. Bustier: Ehh, sorry Lila, but the next letter was...
Lila: F, I know!
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Austin T: Guys, Mr. Grotke really wants everybody back in class.
Austin Q: And you really wanted a date to the prom last year but you didn't get one.
Austin T: What's that supposed to mean?!
Austin A: Quinlan!
Austin T: Tell him to quit being mean to me!
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Zoé: Where are you goin'?
Cosette: For a... walk in the sunshine!
Simon: Oh, I'll come with you, I love sunshines!
Zoé: Hey, are you guys just going to get more followers?
Cosette: No...!
Simin: Yes, that's right! *He and Cosette leave the room*
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Nathaniel: I think I've learned something about myself.
Marinette: That you're ungrateful to your friend who tried to fix you up with a cute boy?
Nathaniel: No. I just think I like to date a guy who, you know, fights back.
Marinette: You...
Nathaniel: I mean, a guy who's got strong opinions. You know? And a big mouth.
Marinette: Why?
Nathaniel: 'Cause it's not easy. Easy's boring.
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Denise: Play that funky music, white boy!
Jean: You know I'm half Latino.
Denise: Well, then hit it, muchacho!
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Mme. Mendeleiv: Ready? Drive-by acting exercise: You're all angry Englishman. Go!
Ismael: I insist you tell me who sat on me crumpit!
Reshma: Me grandmummy went to the loo while I snogged the Prime Minister!
Jean: This flock of Whip-poor-wills is bothering me trousers!
Marc: Good heavens! There's a dead cockroach in me brassiere!
Mireille: I told you not to put plump sauce on me banger!
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Mme. Bustier: Nathaniel, what did you do that to your hair?
Nathaniel: What? You mean the color?
Mme. Bustier: Do you hate your mother?
Nathaniel: I love my mother!
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Adrien: *singing and playing piano* My grandpa has a nose and my grandma has a nose. Everyone you know has a nose, nose, nose.
Nathaniel: … My zeyde’s nose was blown off in the war, so that song is a filthy lie.
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Cosette: Hi, kids!
Aurore: Apparently, we're The Diddly-Bops!
Jean: And we're here to sing you a special song...
Simon: All about your favorite foods!
Kid: Sing about dinosaurs!
Marc: *Cheerfully* Nooooo!
Richie: What is it called when you're horny for something but not sexually? Like I'm horny for Halloween but I don't want to fuck a pumpkin. Eddie:... Eddie: Do you mean excited?
Cassian: what’s something you’re better than Azriel at?
Nesta: Mario Kart.
Emerie: Yeah, video games.
Gwyn: Emotional vulnerability.
🌟MORE RANDOM INCORRECT QUOTES🌟
*The squad is over at Bradley's house*
Max: Ohhhh, we each get our own oven?
Bradley: ... N-No...
Bradley, laughing: How many ovens do you think I have???
Max, motioning to their kitchen: Three, I thought!
P.J: I see a-
Bradley, motioning to one device: This is a microwave.
Max: Oh, well I-
Bradley: Hey wait wait, actually- hang on- *fiddles with the buttons on the microwave*
Bradley, amazed: Its got a bake setting!
Bobby: Ohoho, you learn something new every day!
Goofy: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first?
Bradley: Now I've just discovered I have more ovens than I thought, we don't have to roshambo nothin!
Bradley: I am someone who owns four ovens...
Bradley, louder and way too happy: I am someone... who owns FOUR OVENS...
Bradley: I didn't know I was so rich with ovens...
Tank, pointing to another appliance: Also the toaster oven!
Bradley:
Max: Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens!
Bradley:
Bradley, fucking ECSTATIC: I AM SOMEONE WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS
Random incorrect quotes with teenager Clay, Winter, Aidan, and Sky
Sky: Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.
Aidan: They are indeed purple, But one thing you’ve missed: The concept of “purple” Didn’t always exist. Some cultures lack names For a color, you see. Hence good old Homer And his “wine-dark sea.” A usage so quaint, A phrasing so old, For verses of romance Is sheer fucking gold. So roses are red. Violets once were called blue. I’m hugely pedantic But what else is new?
Winter: My friend you’re not wrong About Homer’s wine-ey sea! Colours are a matter Of cultural contingency; Words are in flux And meanings they drift But the word purple You’ve given short shrift. The concept of purple, My friends, is old And refers to a pigment once precious as gold. By crushing up molluscs From the wine-dark sea You make a dye: Imperial decree Meant that in Rome, to wear purpura was a privilege reserved For only the emperor! The word ‘purple’, for clothes so fancy, Entered English By the ninth century . Why then are voilets Not purple in song? The dye from this mollusc, known for so long Is almost magenta; More red than blue. The concept of purple is old, and yet new. The dye is red, So this might be true: Roses are purple And violets are blue.
Clay: While this song makes me merry, Tyrian purple dyes many a hue From magenta to berry And a true purple too. But fun as it is to watch this poetic race The answer is staring you right in the face: Roses are red and violets are blue Because nothing fucking rhymes with purple.
Kai: PFFFFFFT
Jay: Did you all really just rhyme the whole way?
Penny: hi my name is Penny, what’s your favorite dinner food?
Nugget: if you’re a misogynist then good like m-dodging nuggets fist
Felix: we should tell secrets about ourselves, I’ll go first, I hate you
Me: *texting* let's send an emoji
Brain: send two
Me: why
Brain: you gotta
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Me: hey brain
Brain: yes?
Me: we have a big test tommorow
Brain: i know
Me: so lets sleep early so we get enough rest
Brain: okay... Let's go to bed...
Me: yes...
Brain: and let's be on our phone for three hours long!
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Me: i really need to study
Phone: haha no you don't
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Me: *laying in bed*
Brain: did you do your homework?
Me: oh sh-
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Phone: whatcha doing?
Me: making homework
Phone: NOT ANYMORE
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Clock: 19.00
Me: gotta study, but let's check my messages first
Clock: 21.00
Me: wha-
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Me: *has a nice, good sleep for the first time in weeks*
Phone: lmao no
Phone: *rings*