FNAF group chat

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Freddy:
I DON'T SOUND LIKE SHIT BONNIE! YOU DO!
Bonnie:
I AM WAY BETTER THAN YOU!
Mike:
SHUT UP!
Chica:
LMAO, hi Mike.
Mike:
IT'S THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP! STOP SENDING SHIT IN HERE!
Foxy:
Well... it's better than them screaming while we have customers.
Mike:
NO IT ISN'T! I'M TIRED ASSHOLES!
Freddy:
NO ONE CARES MIKE! Anyways, Bonnie, your guitar sounds like it's screaming in pain.
Bonnie:
THAT'S YOUR SINGING!
Chica:
Uh... you both kind of suck.
Golden Freddy:
Honestly... Freddy is off and Bonnie's guitar is too loud. I can hear parents groaning because they hate it. The kids are just too stupid to notice.
Freddy:
SHUT UP! YOU'RE USELESS!
Foxy:
You know he's right...
Bonnie:
MY GUITAR ISN'T LOUD!
Chica:
Yes... yes it is.
Bonnie:
Oh shit... it is. LMAO, didn't realize that.
Freddy:
So... you agree that I'm better than you?
Bonnie:
Hell no! Loud doesn't mean bad!
Golden Freddy:
No... in your case, it does.
Mike:
JUST FUCKING FIX THE PROBLEM AND SHUT UP!
Bonnie:
I TURNED IT DOWN! DAMN!
Chica:
OK... now, Freddy, fix your shitty singing.
Foxy:
Honestly. Why do you sound like that?
Freddy:
HOW IS MY SINGING BAD?
Foxy:
You sound like fucking Tiny Tim mixed with a sick frog.
Chica:
That's too fucking accurate.
Bonnie:
LMAO, how did you come up with such a perfect comparison.
Freddy:
I don't sound like that!
Golden Freddy:
Fine then... ask the audience...
Bonnie:
THEY ALL AGREE! THAT'S WHAT HE SOUNDS LIKE!
Chica:
FREDDY NO! STOP CHASING THEM!
Mike:
HE'S DOING WHAT?
Bonnie:
He jumped off of the stage and is now chasing people. He's pissed.
Foxy:
A whole group of kids just ran in here and they're terrified... of Freddy and me. I DIDN'T DO SHIT!
Chica:
Maybe it's just how you look...
Golden Freddy:
LMFAO, damn.
Foxy:
One of them is literally hiding behind me while telling me to stay away... YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CHOSE TO GET THIS CLOSE TO ME DUMB FUCK!
Bonnie:
An employee just got knocked out while trying to turn Freddy off...
Mike:
So... Fazbear Entertainment is gonna have to make up another lie again... what's new?
Bonnie:
Looks like it... Freddy just caught a child...
Foxy:
Nope... I now have that child. I kicked Freddy.
Chica:
LMAO, the kid is still scared of you even though you saved him.
Foxy:
UNGRATEFUL BRAT!
Golden Freddy:
I'm about to drag my ass out there because I'm sick of hearing Freddy scream terrible insults.
Bonnie:
Yeah... his insults suck when he's extremely pissed.
Chica:
He just told a mom to go shit herself. He also called a kid a fucking bagel...
Foxy:
Everyone is literally running out of the door...
Mike:
I wonder if I still have to come in tonight...
Bonnie:
LMAO, you really think they'll give you a break?
Mike:
... you're right. It was a stupid thought.
Chica:
Update... Freddy was turned off... everyone has left and that employee who was knocked out is waking up... oh God, he's crying.
Golden Freddy:
Is that what that awful sound is? Sounds like a dying dog.
Chica:
... I miss my dog.
Golden Freddy:
NO ONE CARES BITCH!
Chica:
I DO ASSHOLE!
Bonnie:
Why is no one calling an ambulance?
Foxy:
The other employees are too busy figuring out what's wrong with Freddy.
Bonnie:
Should I call an ambulance?
Mike:
I'm already on the phone with them... they'll be there soon. Just don't scare the paramedics.
Golden Freddy:
In that case... Foxy, go back to the cove.
Foxy:
I'M NOT THAT SCARY!
Chica:
Have you looked in the mirror lately? People are terrified of you.
Foxy:
They're just pussies then...
Bonnie:
I'm sitting by the worker... he's staring at me and I'm trying to ask him questions but he won't answer them...
Chica:
Because you're asking confusing questions like... who ate the cucumber? NO ONE KNOWS WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!
Bonnie:
Oh... I thought you were just supposed to ask them random questions.
Foxy:
NO! Ask for their name, simple math questions, their age and birthday... SHIT LIKE THAT!
Bonnie:
OK... like, what's 152/233?
Chica:
Just leave shit like this to the professionals Bonnie.