the food themed one (idk man it just happens)

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HAWAII *laughs hysterically*

joe: the four hour simmer begins.
zubin: like, emotionally, or are you making soup?

zubin: i think it's hilarious when people tell me i'm laid back. i've pretty much been screaming non-stop in my head since, like, third grade.

rob: how long does a stick of deodorant last you?
andrew: usually only three or four bites.
rob: why do i even bother...

zubin: rob... maybe eating dog food isn't the best idea.
rob: relax. i've been eating it all my life; didn't i turn out fine?
zubin: no

rob: new concept: dark emails.
andrew: to whom it WILL concern.
zubin: now that this email has found you!
joe: i hope this email finds you before i do

joe: you can trust me.
zubin: i have been in forests less shady than you.

ross internally: i wonder what zubin is thinking about! he's so cool & mysterious!
zubin internally: [wii music]

rob: i have no fear.
andrew: what if you woke up one day & zubin was taller than you?
rob:
rob: i have one fear.

rob: gather around, we have a problem
joe: what? the fire?
rob: no, the- wait there's a fire?!
joe: never mind this sounds more interesting
zubin, running past with a fire extinguisher: JOE, YOU CAN'T MICROWAVE FOIL! NO MATTER WHAT YOUTUBE SAYS!

zubin, annoyed: please somebody kill me
andrew: but then i'd miss you!
zubin: alright, i'll live

rob: truth or dare?
zubin: dare.
rob: what's the worst decision you've made while being drunk?
zubin: not to brag, but i don't need alcohol to make bad decisions.

rob, watching it snow: the world really is just a plate of spaghetti, & god has just given us parmesan.

ross: rob can be... immature sometimes.
zubin: sometimes? remember how excited he got when he found out he could drink two caprisuns at once?
rob, holding three caprisuns: guys, you're not gonna believe this!

andrew: i told joe his ears turn red when he lies & now i can tell if he's really lying.
ross: what? why?
andrew: watch this.
andrew: joe, do you love us?
joe, covering his ears: no.

rob: why is all of my underwear in the freezer??
andrew: you said "this is gonna confuse me so much tomorrow" & put them in. apparently drunk you likes to play pranks on sober you.
rob:
rob: this explains so much.

*playing among us*
rob: joe was near zubin's body, didn't report
joe: i did not care about it

rob: don't you have to go be obnoxious somewhere else?
zubin: not until four.

andrew: i know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
zubin: it's not a joke.
zubin: *sniffles*
zubin: i'm a legit snack.

joe, standing in front of a locked door: fortunately, i have a delicate lockpicking technique.
joe: *punches the door down*

joe: my furby died in my arms when i was a child.
bora: i am so sorry for your loss.
joe: wasn't a loss. in that moment i had never felt more like a god.

joe: *playing the kazoo*
rob: do you take requests?
joe: sure!
rob: stop.

zubin: get out of my room, rob.
rob, standing exactly one inch from the doorway: but i'm not even in your room
zubin: i don't care. get out of my room!
rob: but i'm not in your room!
zubin: well, you're bothering me, so get out!
rob: i'm just minding my own business!
zubin: yeah, in my room! ANDREWWWWW. rob is in my room!
andrew: rob, get out of zubin's room.
rob: I'M NOT EVEN IN HIS FUCKING ROOM!!

[andrew & rob are sitting on a bench]
ross: why do you guys look so sad?
andrew: sit down with us so we can tell you.
ross: *sits down*
rob: the bench is freshly painted.
ross:

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