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four-swords-incorrect · 5 months
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Rip blog 😔
Yeah 😔
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Vio: Blue punched a rock.
Green: He what.
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Shadow: I’m absolutely devastated.
Shadow: My tears continue to fall, and fill a fucking ocean.
Shadow: Drown in my sorrow, you whores.
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Green: You know what? Never mind. You guys aren’t listening to what I’m saying. Therefore, I’m going to bite your knees.
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*Watching Green trip*
Blue: Oof.
Vio: Oof.
Red: Oof.
Green: Thanks, guys! Shadow, your turn.
Shadow: Oof.
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Green: Maybe the real treasure is the friends we made along the way!
Shadow: No, I want my fucking treasure.
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Vio: You could probably make a bass kazoo if you’re really fucking determined to make a kazoo that big and have the lung capacity of a god.
Shadow: I want to make a bass kazoo.
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Red: Come on, it’ll be fun!
Blue: No. I think this stunt will land you jail time and court ordered retribution payments.
Red, lighting his fire rod: Even better!
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Vio: Go on, tell me something I don’t know.
Red: Wombats poop in cubes.
Vio:
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Green, pointing at Shadow: I don’t know if he’s gay but he does like drinking out of our cups.
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Vio: What kind of tea is this?
Blue: Oh, I just boiled some gatorade.
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Green: You guys are insane, and this sounds dangerous.
Red: Are you asking to come along, or are you going to observe from a distance and calmly sip your tea?
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Green: I don’t have favorites, anyways!
Vio: What do you call a partner then, if not a favorite?
Green: Just that, a partner.
Red: Smooching buddies!
Blue: Annoying.
Zelda: …A commitment.
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Red, holding a frog: Guys, help me name this froggie!
Blue: Fat fuck.
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Blue: Hey… whatcha got there…?
Shadow, covered in blood and holding a smoothie: A smoothie.
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Not so brief case of ’I forgot about this blog’-itis, but its cleared up now.
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Green, dramatically lounging across a sofa: How am I supposed to live, laugh, love in these conditions?
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