Purple: How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?
King: Purple, it's four o'clock in the morning.
Purple: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?
Green: I am decayed. My lungs are full of thorns and mildew. My bones are held together by vines. I am fragile. Be gentle with my corpse.
Yellow: Get out of bed, you're going to school whether you like it or not.
Green: I REFUSE.
Yellow: You either get your work done or you'll end up at McDonald's.
Red: We're going to McDonald's if I don't do my work?
Yellow: NO-
Red: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it.
Red: And I started thinking.
Red: Like, it was just trying to get food.
Red: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck?
Second: Anyone d-
Yellow: Depressed?
Blue: Drained?
Red: Dumb?
Green: Disliked?
Second: -done with their work… what is wrong with you people…
Yellow: Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices.
Yellow: Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.
Green: Isn't it amazing how I can feel so bad and still look so good?
Yellow starved to death
Red: I will swear word at you.
Yellow: My expectations are low, but they can always go lower.
Second: All of your existences are confusing.
The Gang: How so?
Second: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to any of you upsets me.
Green: Pose as a team because SHIT JUST GOT REAL!
Purple: So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress
Second: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.
The Gang: Awwww-
Second: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."
The Gang: Oh.
Purple: Sorry if I'm bothering you...
Surgeon: How do you keep waking up and saying that?
*out grocery shopping*
Red: *takes a free sample twice*
Red: Robbery and Fraud. I am a Rebel.
Blue: Yum, thanks!
Kidnapper: *puts more tape over their mouth* I said stop eating it.
Purple: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!
Red: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal, that's where the blood's supposed to be!
Blue: Drink your school, stay in drugs, and get 8 hours of drugs.
Purple: Gender? Ha, yeah. I totally have one of those, definitely. There's some sort of gender around here, gimmie a second.
Purple, throwing dirty laundry around: Shit. I know it was here... I saw it yesterday!
Purple, crawling around on the floor, looking under things: Ugh... Sorry, gimmie a sec... I swear, I had it just the other day...
Green: I'm naturally funny because my life is a joke.
Purple: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.
Second: If I stay in bed I'll be warm. If I get in the shower, I'll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.
Navy, holding a new born Purple: He's beautiful...
The Doctor: We're gonna have to give him some shots.
Navy: Oh hell yeah, pour up. It's his fucking birthday.
Yellow: Engineer? Yeah, I'm enginEERING MY FUCKIN' LIMIT WITH THESE THREE!
Green: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield."
Yellow: Opposite over hypotenuse.
Green: Dipshit.
Green: Second is not a morning person. Or a night person. There’s really only about seven minutes a day you are fun to be around.
Green: The best part is you never know when they’re coming.
Yellow: Green, why are you still in here?
Green: I'm contemplating what life really means, you know? I'm wondering whether we really have a purpose.
Yellow: ...
Green: ...
Green: Plus, Red glued me to the chair.
Red: What time is it?
Green: I dunno, pass me the clarinet
Red: *hands Green the clarinet*
Green: *starts playing obnoxiously*
Yellow: WHY ARE YOU PLAYING THE CLARINET AT 3AM?
Green: It's 3am