Shitposts that's it
JD: if you're under 5'5 you shouldn't be picking fights, like what are you going to headbutt my nipples?
Chandler:say goodbye to your kneecaps bitch boy
Mac: hey Ron what time is it?
Veronica: I don't know, pass me my trombone.
Veronica:*plays it at full blast*
Duke:who the FUCK is playing the trombone at 3am!
Veronica: it's 3 am
Veronica, at Chandler's funeral: Can I have a moment alone with her?
Duke: Of course *leaves*
Veronica leaning over Chandler's coffin: Now listen mother fucker, I know you're not dead.
Chandler sitting straight up: Yeah no shit
Duke, to her child: we don't use bad words in this house
Mac loudly in the distance: FUCK!
Chandler: I'm so cold
Veronica:then stand in the corner
Chandler:?????
Veronica, trying desperately to contain her laughter: corners are 90 degrees
Mac: my kink is someone who loves and appreciates me for who I am
Veronica: too unrealistic stick to BDSM like the rest of us
Duke: what do you have to say for yourself!?
Mac: I have a lot of things to say, First of all, BITCH!
Veronica: Can you not
JD, trying to tie his shoes: I can knot!
Veronica, dying her hair blue at 3 a.m. after she had a mental breakdown: ah yes, this is the Pinnacle of self-care
I'm so bored
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chansaw story dump
Fanfictiona collection of short stories dedicated to these two gay dorks
