Because I can.
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Patton: *reaches up to grab tortilla chips*
Bag: *drops on Patton's head*
Patton: Ha! Hurricane Katrina? More like Hurricane Tortilla!
***
Roman: Yo, how much money do you have?
Patton: Sixty-nine cents
Roman, smirking: Oh, you know what that means~
Patton, getting teary: ...I don't have enough money for chicken nuggets?
***
Patton, while driving: *passes a road sign*
Patton: Road work ahead!? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does!
Logan: PATTON SLOW DOWN
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Virgil: Ha! Gay, I wouldn't fuck you.
Roman: ...you wouldn't?
Virgil: ...
Virgil: I mean, unless you wanted to...
(I'm sorry)
***
Patton: *walks in*
Virgil, pointing at his shoes: WHAT ARE THOSE???
Patton: THEY are my crocs!
***
Virgil, offering him a can: Hey Roman, you want some?
Roman: *takes can*
Roman: This bitch empty!
Roman, throwing the can: yEET!
***
Remy: Girl.
Remy: Girl, you are thicker than a bowl of oatmeal.
***
Virgil:
Roman:
Virgil: ...I spilled lipstick in your Valentino Bag
Roman: You spilled — waghwhaa — lipstick in my Valentino White bag??
***
Patton: *walks up to Logan*
Logan: *looks up from his Sherlock Holmes book*
Logan: Daddy?
Patton: *chokes* dO I LOOK LIKE—
(I'm so sorry)
***
Roman: *runs up to Virgil*
Roman: Hey Virge, look! It's the good kush.
Virgil: ...This is the dollar store, how good can it be?
***
Patton: Oh, I like that accent! Where you from?
Logan: I'm Liberian.
Patton: Oh, my bad.
Patton, whispering: I like your accent...
***
Virgil: *leans over* Hey, did you go to class last week?
Logan:
Logan: I have never missed a class.
***
Logan: Okay, go ahead and introduce yourself.
Patton: *takes deep breath* Okay, my name is Patton with a B and I've been afraid of insects my whole life—
Logan: Stop, stop, stop. Where?
Patton: Hm?
Logan: *peers over his glasses* Where's the B?
Patton, freaking out: T-There's a b-bee??
***
Roman: *laughing and trying not to be too loud*
Virgil: *is sleeping*
Roman: *pours water on Virgil's face*
Virgil:
Roman:
Virgil: ...hello?
***
Logan: *scoffs*
Logan: That is not correct.
Logan: Because according to the encyclopedia of—
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Logan: There is only one thing worse than a rapist...
Logan: *pulls off paper* Boom.
Deceit: A child.
Logan: nO
***
Virgil: *jumps out from around the corner*
Roman: AUGH! Sto-op I could've dropped my croissant!
***
Remus: *runs at Logan, sword in hand*
Logan: *looks up from his book casually*
Logan, matter of factly: I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me.
***
Virgil: Oh hey, thanks for checking in I'm still a piece of gar-bage!
***
Roman, stepping up to the podium: Hey everybody.
Roman: Today my brother pushed me so I'm starting a kickstarter to put him down.
Roman, pulling out a line graph: The benefits of killing him is that I'd get pushed way less.
***
Remy: I do love working here, we just... we have a lot of laughs.
Remy, strutting out of the office: Fuck off, Janet. I'm not going to your fucking baby shower.
***
Virgil: Oh my god
Roman: Say that again.
Logan: I said whoever threw that paper, your mom's a hoe!
Virgil and Roman: oooOOOHHHH
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Incorrect Sanders Sides
FanfictionShort little drabbles about the Sanders Sides. Mostly meant to make you laugh. All ships are included (except romantic Creativitwins) Character Credit goes to Thomas Sanders and the other creators behind the Sanders Sides
