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tawneybel · 1 year
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Note: Trying to keep blog mostly live-action, but eh, fun request.
Imagine Blanko misunderstanding your use of the word court.
I’m surprised, you thought as the gangling- No, look at that toned muscle, you amended. I’m surprised he doesn’t think “courtship” is a type of spaceship.
The blue extraterrestrial towered over you, a dopey grin on his face.
“So, this is what Earth babes, like, like?”
He was, well, spacey. But as Blanko’s attention drew away from his newly acquired legs, you got the feeling he was going to be a lot more focused in the future. Just not on catching rascally rabbits.
Maybe Marvin can give me advice on alien abduction. Or would he be a neutral party?
“Hey,” Blanko called to the other Monstars, “do we need cheerleaders?”
Uh oh.
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Blanko had Shawn Bradley’s talent  
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slashingdisneypasta · 9 months
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I'm curious,What's your opinion on the monstars from space jam?, for each one of them.
Oooh, boy, I haven't really thought of them like that 🤔 I didn't even know they each had names! I'm very excited that they do, though. I must learn them at once.
Pound- Alright so this is the Smartass of the group. His lil beak is so cute XD One this is for sure though, I would not want this guy to bite me. I feel he would give me a disease, more then any of the others 😅😂 (Except maybe Blanko). also, his line 'my clothes don't fit' always gets a chuckle out of me XD Such a grump.
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Bang- I think this little one is my favourite XD Just cuz he's green. And I like his expression in this picture. Bang has a fighting spirit XD He also has an excellent transformation clip.
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Bupkis- There is something about him that is inviting. He has a good vibe.
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Blanko- Cute stoner dummy.
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Nawt- Adorable!! Adorable little squirt!! Wanna squeeze and cuddle and give kisses! xoxoxoxo
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zombiegangster · 3 months
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Monstar Blanko
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I've been thinking too much about the Nerdlucks again, Here's some observations
Pound is the only Nerdluck with sharp teeth, the rest only have flat teeth
Pound's fat also seems to impede her movement, or at least be uncomfortable when moving. You can see in the speech scene her picking it up off the ground while moving to the microphone
Speaking of the speech scene, Pound also seems to have issues with being mocked because she just looks so distressed after the tunes begin laughing at her.
Pound and Bang sound like they have the most painful transformations into Monstars (Bang moreso than Pound), but they both complain the most about going back to normal at the end
Bang pushes Pound around a lot. They stab her in the foot with a flag and look back smiling, and also pushes her forward with the same smirk to deliver the speech of the tunes' capture
Bang's anxiety did not go away! They seem to be freaking out for the whole 5 aliens in a trenchcoat scene and also When Bugs uses Pound as an armrest they move back looking terrified.
Bang and Nawt seem to be the two to choose violence most often. They handle most of the talking during the scene where they meet Bugs, Nawt literally talks casually about enslaving the tunes, and, If anything, Nawt's is Bang's self control as they literally ask him if they have to obey the rules that say to let the toons defend themselves
Nawt speaks really monotone. Like, there's a few points where you can tell he's experiencing joy or being sinister, but all of it is said in almost the exact same tone of voice
Also when Nawt delivers his portion of the speech, when he gets to telling the tunes they'll be slaves, his antenna look like little devil horns.
He also has the largest gun for some god damn reason. Like that thing is wider and taller than him, why does he have that?
Swackhammer seems to perfer Nawt over the rest and Nawt also seems to recognize this. Like, Swackhammer was still 100% ready to cook the little guy in the opening but it also seems like Nawt fucking saved Bupkus' tail when it suggested Looney and Nawt agreed with it
Bupkus' speech is mostly compromised of repeating phrases the people around it say, even in monstar form. This makes a good contrast with how one of their few original lines has to be repeated by the others for them to realize they can turn the tables on Swackhammer
This may be small but Bupkus seems to try and comfort Pound by clinging to her when Bang stabs her foot, and I think that's cute
Also Swackhammer seems to hate it the most as he literally walks over to it just to stomp on its foot in the scene just before the gang turns in their 2-week notice. Also it seems fucking terrified to even suggest a word to him in the opening
Blanko apparently doing jackshit during the game matches up with his hangup about, "What if they can't come?" since he's canonically the nicest one. They can't come and he doesn't want them to be slaves
Really, throughout the whole movie, he seems to only do things because it's expected of him/he's being made to.
He seems to be the youngest out of them really. Like Nawt's the smallest and has the squeakiest voice, but he's not as jaded as the rest, isn't that smart compared to them, and also does the, "Are we there yet?" Thing commonly associated with children.
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toyutopiausa · 1 year
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louannajag · 2 years
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: McDonald's Warner Bros. Michael Jordan's Space Jam Blanko Stuffed Figure Toy.
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bdoodle13 · 2 years
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Happy 25th anniversary to Space Jam and my bois, the Monstars! 🥳🎉🎈🏀 It may not be the best Looney Tunes movie Warner Bros. has ever made, but these sexy aliens will always have a special place in my heart.😍🥰💕🧡💚💜💙❤️
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zephyr-together · 4 years
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finally watched Space Jam and wow I can’t believe WB made five little guys for me specifically, that was so cool of them
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rochellenorlund1990 · 2 years
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WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT THE MONSTARS HAVE THEIR OWN TV SERIES SOMEDAY?
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yandere-toons · 3 years
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Since you're willing to make stories for Space Jam, I'm curious to know what the little alien guys would be like. So here's a little challenge: A Headcanon for the Nerdlucks.
Nerdlucks (Platonic & Romantic Headcanons)
WARNING: yandere, authoritarian behaviour, implied death, psychological manipulation, toxic mindsets.
A.N. - The Nerdlucks are the reason I made that announcement. They become much more aggressive as the Monstars. Their names are colour-coded for convenience. If you would like a more in-depth guide to who is who, just say the word.
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PLATONIC:
As the cantankerous leader of the expedition, Pound feels entitled to their friendship. He demands loyalty and unconditional respect despite badgering his friend about acting without his knowledge.
The impression that his approval is not a factor in their behaviour infuriates him and arouses fears of impotence. To assuage his anxieties, he adopts a domineering personality whereby nothing is allowed without his express permission.
Bang relies on his friend to make everyday decisions for him and ponders what they would do when faced with a choice. His self-image is puny and conditional on superficial strengths, and this fragility of character fosters a mental embellishment of their abilities.
He reveres his friend as the embodiment of an unreachable standard, declaring anyone who emulates them to be a fraud in need of correction.
Bupkus throws every scrap of energy into distracting his friend. Gloating and dramatic assertions of his being are necessary to captivate their mind, and the cheerful alien refuses to yield until they forfeit their earlier interests.
This penchant for showboating includes denying the notion that he is not their favourite person. Any evidence of acceptance is inflated, while each sign of discontent is blamed on the negligence of other people.
While a placid soul, Blanko is ardently opposed to the concept of separation from his friend. He is listless in their absence and expends his time imagining the next interaction.
No rigorous efforts are required to appease him, but subjecting him to isolation compels his desperation to insert himself into their life.
Nawt divulges every idea with thoughtless exuberance. He is an endless source of noise, and his friend is the constant recipient. The barrier between what they share with him and their life as a whole is defied, resulting in frequent debates about where he stands in their social hierarchy.
No inner code prevents him from hijacking their day because he believes that his rambling is an innocent method of bonding with his friend.
ROMANTIC:
Pound resembles a ruler doting on his favoured servant more than he does an equal companion, an unpleasant habit that he inherited from the vituperative reign of Mr Swackhammer.
His word is supreme, and any objections are silenced by arrogance. What limited awareness of relationships he possesses is tainted, culminating in misconstrued values and an emphasis on control rather than cooperation.
Every other soul in their life is competition for Bang. A perception of insignificance looms above the anxious alien, one that is reinforced whenever his partner enjoys the company of another.
No gift or show of devotion keeps their attention long enough for him to be validated, and everywhere he turns seems to deliver someone more appealing than him. He begs his partner to expel their friends and family from their life to conceal his insecurities.
Bupkus craves praise and seeks the admiration of his partner as if it were his source of life. The enervating despair when they are busy drives him to invade their personal affairs, just as the euphoria from snagging their attention urges him to perform rambunctious and often dangerous acts.
Sensing a loss of interest invokes feelings of terror in him, and he rushes to highlight every way that his talents benefit them.
Blanko has no clue what he is experiencing, but it fills him with a luscious sense of purpose. Discretion is absent from each conversation with his partner, a lack of tact that extends to following them after it ends.
He is blind to social cues and assumes that everything they say is truthful. Humour and sarcasm are best used sparsely lest he gets the wrong idea.
Peace is dead when Nawt spots his partner. The alien clings to them and raves about his accomplishments, which range from crossing the street by himself to fastening someone to a rocket and launching them into the abyss of space.
He interprets the slightest kindness as affection, and his colleagues are subjected to hours of anecdotes about their perceived connection.
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Do anything you want with my work, but never make me boring!
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tawneybel · 2 years
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I know this is probably stretching it a bit, but how about each member of the Monstars from Space Jam?
Like, individually or all at once? Because taking on five Monstars is probably easier than taking on a regular basketball team which has… *googles* twelve members. Heh, “members.” Anyway, I can try. 
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maniacalmegvn · 5 years
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bench-notes-dome · 5 years
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Monster Monstars number 1 “Blanko” . Definitely my favorite Monstar! . #spacejam #monstars #domechicago #art #prismacolor #copic #tombow #artistsoninstagram #chicago (at Moron Mountain) https://www.instagram.com/p/By5FyUZJYps/?igshid=t3yenhsyhy96
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zombiegangster · 12 days
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Did some Nerdluck/Monstar incorrect quotes
This is gonna be a train wreck, but fuck it! We ball!
Pound: Tell them to eat shit, Bang.
Bang: Tell them yourself.
Pound: Eat shit, asshole. Fall off your horse.
Bupkus: Would you like something to drink? *it opens the fridge* We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper-
Pound: Spiders?
Bupkus: Spiders it is then.
Pound: No, that wasn’t-
*But it was already pouring her a brimming glass of spiders…*
Pound: I’m telling you, my team is competent.
Nawt, rushing in: Pound! Blanko tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now everything's broken!
Pound: They... Well, I wouldn't call it inheritance per se. What do you call it when you kill someone and get their stuff?
Bang: Um, murder???
Nawt: Adventuring!
Bupkus: Tuesday.
Blanko: How would you like your coffee?
Bang: As dark and as bitter as my soul.
Blanko, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar!
Blanko: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?
Bupkus: We're chopsticks!
Blanko: Well... that's cute!
Blanko: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly?
Pound: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.
Blanko: I am an expert at identifying birds.
Nawt: Okay, what about those ones flying over there?
Blanko: Yeah, they're all birds.
Nawt: When life gives you lemonades, make lemons! Life will be all like "whaAttT?"
Pound: Life lessons that schools can't teach you.
Bupkus: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare.
Pound: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great.
Bupkus: Not when you’re playing with Nawt, it’s not. She put words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”
Bugs, pretending to be a priest: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...
Bang: I just wanna fucking marry Nawt!!
*At a bank teller window*
Bupkus, in a bad Italian accent: I'd like-a to make-a deposit!
Mr Swackhammer: HEY BUDDY, WAIT, I REMEMBER YOU!
Bupkus: *Frantically pours marinara sauce into the vacuum tube*
Mr Swackhammer: GOD FUCKING DAMMIT, IT'S IT AGAIN!
Nawt: Your future self is talking shit about you right now.
Blanko: Jokes on them. I'll ruin their fucking life.
Bupkus: Are we tall enough to play basketball though?
Pound: Are you calling us short?
Bupkus: I'm calling us vertically challenged.
(How Pound came out)
Pound: Count me in!
Bupkus: Who the hell are you?!
Pound: Oh, you know my sibling. He worked at the in-park restaurant.
Bupkus: Oh yeah, Zilch! How's he been doing?
Pound: Oh yeah, not too good. He's been dead for the past month.
Bang: What the hell, and he didn't tell us?
Blanko: The greatest trick the devil ever played was getting me banned from an all you can eat pizza buffet.
Bang: Why’d you get banned?
Blanko: Touched the rat.
Bang: … What rat?
Blanko: Chunky Cheese.
Bang, Entering Pound's room: Nawt did it again.
Pound: Peace disturbance?
Bang: What no-
Pound: Arson..?
Bang: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY-
Pound: uh....Attempted murder?
Bang: NO, SHE ATE ALL THE GOOD ICE CREAM, WHAT THE FU-
Bang: Yeah, I don’t like people.
Blanko: Oh, well now that’s not fair Bang. Have you met all of them?
Bang: I’ve met enough of them. People. What a bunch of bastards!
Nawt: We’re going to defeat you with the power of friendship.
Blanko: We’re not friends.
Nawt, holding an axe: Then we’re going to defeat you with the power of incredible violence.
Bupkus: Hey guys! I drew everyone's soul!
Bang: Why is Nawt's a monster?
Pound: Bupkus, you forgot Bang's, there's only an empty space.
Bupkus, proudly: Exactly!
Blanko: What if Cinderella was a baking slave instead of a cleaning slave, and her name was Mozzarella?
Pound: Don't ever speak to me again.
Bupkus: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Nawt: I mean, not if they consent to it.
Pound: Depends on who you're stabbing.
Blanko: YES??!!?
Bang: Dracula had it right, sleep all day, live alone in a castle, and explode into bats to get out of all social situations.
Blanko: I hate to tell you this, but one of you was adopted.
Pound & Nawt:
Pound: Only one?
Blanko: I’ve made a spreadsheet of all the crime in Brooklyn.
Blanko: There’s so much crime in New York, no one should live here.
Bupkus, pointing to the wall: What color is this?
Nawt: Gray.
Pound: Grey.
Bupkus, turning to Blanko: Now tell them what color you think it is.
Blanko: …Dark white.
Bang, making a cup of tea: Yeah, get into that leaf juice, you sexy, sexy bee sauce.
Pound: Hey, do you take constructive criticism?
Bang: I absolutely fucking do not.
Pound: Want to hear a hard riddle?
Bupkus: Sure.
Pound: A rooster laid an egg on a roof. Which way did it roll?
Bupkus: ...down?
Pound: N-
Blanko: Who cares about which way it rolled, it would be scrambled eggs by then.
Pound:
Pound: No, it's that roosters don't lay eggs... Jesus Christ…
Police: You’re under arrest for trying to carry four people on a single motorcycle.
Pound, with Blanko, Bupkus, and Bang behind her: Wait, what do you mean FOUR?!
Police: Yes…four.
Bang: Oh, my God, no, this is bad, this is so bad!
Police: Wha-
Bupkus: NAWT FUCKING FELL OFF!
Pound: Where are your parents?
Bang: What are parents?
Pound: That’s just about the saddest thing I ever heard get said.
Bupkus: Ah yes, the joy of hanging out with Nawt. You look away for 5 seconds to make sure something is set up correctly, and he bites the tip of a marker off.
Pound: Could you be anymore annoying?
Blanko: Yes.
Nawt: Pound and I are so close we even share a toothbrush.
Pound: I'm sorry, We what?
*Everyone is playing a board game together*
Blanko: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.
Bupkus: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.
Bang: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'.
Nawt: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC'.
Pound: *flips the board*
Bupkus: Blanko is not allowed to violate the dress code, even on 'casual' Fridays.
Bupkus: No matter how many times you say please, Blanko. They won't put any of the hats you've been asking about into the dress code.
Bang: Ask me anything. Go ahead, I'll give you a straight answer.
Nawt: Why are we so awesome?
Bang: That's the best fucking question anybody's ever asked.
Blanko: Can I offer you a nice stick in this trying time?
Pound: The best person I know is myself.
Blanko: Hey Pound?
Pound: Yeah?
Blanko: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?
Pound:
Pound: ...What.
Bupkus: I'm against crime, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
Nawt: Why aren’t you sleeping?
Bang: I’m too busy plotting murder to sleep, Nawt.
Nawt:
Bang: ...The nightmares.
Nawt: *wrapping her arms around Bang* Awwww, sweetie-
Bang, looking at a dead phone: How do we bring this thing back to life? Magic? Live sacrifice? I know a guy in town-
Blanko: That’s the longest worm I’ve ever seen.
Bang: That’s a snake.
Blanko: Is the pink panther a lion?
Bupkus: Say that again but slower.
Blanko: I don’t get it.
Bupkus: He’s a PANTHER.
Blanko: Is that a type of lion?
Bupkus: No, it’s a fucking panther.
Blanko: *googles panther* They aren’t pink?
Bupkus: AND LIONS ARE?!
Pound: Nawt, If the thought of something makes you giggle for longer than 15 seconds, you're not allowed to do it.
Bupkus: How petty can you get?
Pound: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.
Bang: Does anyone know how to relax? Asking for a friend.
Bupkus: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.
Nawt: You don't think I can fight because of my height!
Bupkus: I don't think you can fight because you're in a wedding dress. For what it's worth, I don't think Pound could fight in that dress either.
Pound: Perhaps not. But I would make a radiant bride.
Bupkus: *Kicks the door open, looking panicked*
Bang: What did you do?!
Bupkus: NOBODY DIED!
Bang: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!
Blanko: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier.
Pound: I am your king, long may I reign!
Bang: Well I didn’t vote for you!
Pound: You don’t vote for kings.
Bang: Well how’d you become king then?
Pound: Bupkus of the Lake, its arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Pound, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.
Bang: …Listen. Strange people lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Pound: I have to say, I'm a little embarrassed for you.
Blanko: This is a sports-related injury. It makes me look cool!
Pound: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the locker room is not cool.
Pound: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.
Nawt: Wow, I've gotta hear this.
Pound: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.
Nawt: You forgot about pride.
Pound: No, I'm pretty proud of this.
Bupkus: How did you even get in here?
Nawt: Pound's window! Or, as I like to call it, "Nawt's door"!
Pound: I'm closing the window.
Nawt: Vegetable oil is made from vegetables, coconut oil is made from coconuts, so BABY OIL-
Blanko: CAN'T WE JUST HAVE A NICE FAMILY DINNER FOR ONCE?!
Pound: Bang is forbidden from monologuing.
Pound: I still don’t have a New Year’s resolution.
Bang: You could lose a few pounds.
Nawt: You could be less lazy.
Blanko: Don’t be such a bitch.
Pound: Okay DAMN, SHIT.
Pound: I have locked Mr Swackhammer in a cage designed by his own art. Oh, he has been well and truly hoisted by his own petard.
Bupkus: Could you put it another way? I didn’t understand a word of that.
Pound: I’m blackmailing him.
Bupkus: Oh, happy days!
Bang: Do you love Bupkus?
Pound: Yeah, I do.
Bang: Blanko! I told you I knew it! You owe me 100 bucks!
Blanko: We all love Bupkus. You should've asked if she was IN love with it.
Pound: I thought that was implied.
Blanko: ...
Bang: ...
Pound, looking straight at Blanko: Congrats Bang, you just won 100 bucks.
Pound: I printed up a bunch of fake safety inspection certificates. Go slap one on anything that looks like a lawsuit.
Bang: Pound, is that legal?
Pound: When the cops aren’t around, anything’s legal!
*Nawt drunkenly wanders around the house and Bang is drunkenly giggling*
Pound, completely sober: *sighs* Well, looks like it's just me and you against the world, Bupkus.
Bupkus, going to their room: Nope, just you. *shuts door*
Bang: Let’s write Pound a friendly note, shall we? Dear... Incompetent... Dumbass…
Pound: "What are you into?" is such a broad question, like do I reply with a TV series or choking?
Bupkus: I’m terrible at expressing myself.
Nawt: Don’t worry, actions speak louder than words!
Bupkus: Yes, but my actions are also bad.
Blanko: Some of us are still ‘it’ from a childhood game of tag.
Pound: Way to just fuck me up on a Tuesday.
Bupkus: Are pigeons drones?
Bang: What? No, I'm trying to sleep.
Bupkus: Think about it. How come you've never seen a baby pigeon? And why do you never actually see a pigeon nest? Because they're DRONES!
Bang: *Crying* Please let me sleep…
Blanko, near tears: Please, Bang, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!
Bupkus: Wow, that was quick thinking on that phony sacrifice stuff.
Bang: Oh, that was all real.
Bupkus: Wait, you were trying to help them kill us?!
Bang: If I’m gonna be sacrificed, I’m gonna do it right.
Pound: That was a joke. Say ha.
Blanko: Ha.
Pound: Now do it again.
Blanko: Ha.
Pound: Congratulations, you are officially the life of the party.
Blanko: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts?
Bang: If a crocodile eats your dad, they become your new dad.
Bupkus: Happy Throwback Thursday! Here’s a throwback to when Nawt ate an entire tube of my lipstick.
Nawt, whining: But why would it be cherry-flavored if you can’t eat it?!
Bupkus: What’s your favorite color?
Pound: Stop asking stupid questions. Ask me something mature.
Bupkus: How many moles of sodium bicarbonate are needed to neutralize 0.8ml of sulfuric acid at STP?
Pound: …My favorite color is green.
Bupkus: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.
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