Extras #7

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Wilbur: *seductively takes off glasses* Wow, you're... blurry.

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Wilbur: Now, the recipe calls for two shots of vodka.

Wilbur: *upends the bottle*

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Dream: Wilbur, have you had any leadership experience?

Wilbur: I had an ant farm once.

Dream: Close enough.

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Jack: Alcohol is delicious! ...I mean, MAlicious. Sorry guys, I’m really drunk right now.

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Phil: All your smarts are no match for dumb luck.

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Drista, holding a fork: You know you're talking a lot of crap for someone who has two perfectly good eyeballs each cost about $16,000 on the blackmarket.

Dream: ....

Drista: *lip smack*

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Ranboo: Who's in charge here?

Wilbur, shrugging: Usually whoever yells the loudest.

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Tommy: Who the fuck-

Bad: Language!

Tommy: Whom the fuck-

Bad: No!

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Quackity, hungover: Please tell me I'm imagining that I claimed I was king of the ducks.

Karl: I would, but then I would be lying to the King of All Ducks.

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