Kreek: In your opinion, what's the height of stupidity?
Chizeled: *turning to Timmeh* How tall are you?
Kreek: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.
Chizeled: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?
Kreek: Yes!
Timmeh: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.
Kreek: Kayla and I are having a baby.
Chizeled: That's gre-
Kreek, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.
Kreek: Chizeled, keep an eye on Timmeh today. They're going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.
Chizeled: Sure, I'd love to see Timmeh get punched.
Kreek: Try again.
Chizeled, sighing: I will stop Timmeh from getting punched.
Kreek: If Chizeled and I were drowning, who would you save?
Timmeh: You two can't swim?
Chizeled: It's a hypothetical question, Timmeh! who would you save?
Timmeh: my time and effort.
Kreek: We need a distraction.
Chizeled: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Timmeh, whispering: My time has come
Kreek: WHY. why did you give Timmeh a KNIFE?!
Chizeled: I'm sorry. They said they felt unsafe.
Kreek: Now I feel unsafe!
Chizeled: I'm sorry.
Chizeled: ... would you like a knife?
Kreek: Naturally, we are on the cutting edge of technology.
Chizeled, amazed: Wow...
Timmeh, to Chizeled: Well what does that mean?
Chizeled: I don't know.
Chizeled, to Kreek: What does that mean?
*The group is getting into the car*
Kreek: I'm driving.
Chizeled, out of view: Shotgun!
Timmeh, turning to face Chizeled: Aww! But you had it on the way here-
Everyone except Chizeled: WOAH-
Chizeled, holding a shotgun: No! I found a shotgun! And I want the front seat! *Pumps gun*
Kreek: Tanqr isn't answering their phone
Timmeh: I'll call
Kreek: Chizeled and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Tanqr : Hello?
