Why not?
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California: *signs a legal document with a glitter gel pen*
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West: Words ending in 'ie' just sound so adorable. Like cutie, sweetie, cookie-
Virginia: Die.
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Pennsylvania: Panic
Illinois: I'm scared.
Nevada: Nauseous
Kansas: Death
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Florida: and that's when it hit me, the best idea I ever had in my entire life!
Kansas: That's the word idea you've ever had in your entire life.
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Gov: (counting) ....5, 6, 7, 8-
California: *starts playing chorus line*
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This one is probably not that accurate-
Kansas: we're like a big happy family! And I'm the dad, and Gov's the mom-
Gov: why am I the mom? What gender roles are we pushing here?
California: I know their probably thinking I'm the son, but I'm not! I'll be the gay emo cousin
Florida: I will be the son, the hotshot! Who's only dream... is to be a star.
New York: I feel like I'd be a... fresh out of jail uncle?
Greg: and I'm the sassy aunt. Who talks shit about everyone.
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SandDTeir section
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Texas: I know, I'm making you toast- *toast pops up and startles Texas*
California, from the other room: did the toaster scare you again?
Texas: no!
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Florida: hello? What do you mean you can't hang out tomorrow?!
Greg: ya... I'm in jail, uh, so-
Florida: you can't be in jail, we have plans.
Greg: I-I know. But I'm in jail, so...
Florida: just leave, like, there's nothing stopping you.
Greg: there's a lot of things stopping me actually-
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Kansas: what are you drinking?
Louisiana: blood of my enemies.
Kansas: what does that taste like?
Louisiana: *offers cup to Kansas*
Kansas: *takes up and hesitantly takes a sip, looks lightly tramatized, before passing it back*
Louisiana: there's more in the kitchen if you want your own cup.
Kansas: no, I think I'm good...
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Louisiana: what are you drinking?
Kansas: the blood of my enemies.
Louisiana, surprised: can I have some?
Kansas: sure, here you go. *passes cup*
Louisiana: thanks! *takes a gulp before spitting it back into the cup* What the fuck is this?
Kansas: it's just chocolate milk *takes the cup back and takes a sip* Ah. Mixed with Redbull and three shots of espresso.
Louisiana: why could you drink that, and more importantly how can you drink that?
Kansas: I need the energy, and I'm not as weak as you.
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[Greg was kidnapped by people wanting to get to the states]
Greg: thank you so much for saving me from that weird organization of scientists. One question though, the hallway leading into their base, was it always red? I was blindfolded on the way in and it seems like a weird color choice.
New York: it was actually a really ugly grey, but I took the time to paint it.
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