Henry: Damn, the power went out.
Joey: Don't worry, I got this.
Joey: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*
Henry: What-?
Joey: I swallowed a glow stick!
Henry, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-

Wally: And what do I get out of this?
Shawn: I will give you a dollar.
Wally: What do you think I am? A chump? I would never do it for a dollar!
Shawn: How bout two dollars?
Wally: You got yourself a deal.

Lacie: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!
Lacie: *aggressively throws water bottles*
Susie: Uh... what's up with them?
Henry: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.
Lacie: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!
Shawn, crying: It's working.

Shawn: I don't remember that.
Susie: Do you remember that night last week when you slept in a revolving door?
Shawn: ...No.
Susie: Okay, do you remember when you were chased by those wild dogs for two miles?
Shawn: Not especially, no.
Susie: It was in between those two things.

Lacie: *is hugging Allison*
Norman: Hey! It's my turn to hug Allison!
Norman: *grabs Allison*
Grant: *kicking down the door* What do you mean, "yOuR tUrN"? We agreed now is my time slot!
Lacie: No, It's still my turn!
Allison: *suffocating* Guys, I love you, but just because I'm the smallest doesn't mean you can be hugging me constantly!
Norman: But we need the moral support!
Lacie: And you're small! Which is cute!
Grant: If I don't hug you right now I think the depression will kick in and my body will stop functioning.
Allison: *close to tears* Well- I, I guess.

Shawn: :)
Grant: :(
Shawn: Turn that frown upside down!
Grant: ):
Shawn: Not sure what I was expecting...

Sammy: You know what's funny about Henry? They're my best friend, and anyone who'd hurt them is someone I'd murder, probably.

Shawn: Plants have feelings too?! What is this? Now I can't have food!
Joey: You can eat a rock.
Lacie: Air.
Grant: The fabric of time and space.
Susie: Chugging a bottle of bleach can solve all your problems.
Shawn: You guys are not helpful.

Allison: *shoves their hand in the slot of a toaster*
Buddy: …
Allison: …I get confused sometimes.
Buddy: Me too.

Allison: You look good in that hoodie.
Susie: You know where else I'd look good?
Allison, zero hesitation: My bed.
Susie, at the same time: By you're side- wait, what?

Joey: Now, if I may speak for good-looking people everywhere...
Norman: Only as their rodeo clown.

Henry: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you're a coward.
Grant: I'm worried about you.

Lacie: Allison said its my turn with the brain cell.
Shawn: Square up.

Tom: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?
Joey: Schrödinger's boys.
Henry: FUCK!
Grant: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?
Susie: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.
Susie: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.
Tom: ...
Joey: ...
Henry: ...
Grant: ...
Susie: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.

Bertrum: Blue M&Ms are the best.
Grant: whAT IS THIS SLANDER?
Bertrum: What about it? They are.
Grant: I WILL NOT ALLOW SUCH LIES ON MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER!
Grant: THE RED ONES ARE THE BEST!
Bertrum: YEAH? WELL YOUR MOM'S A HO!
Norman: They're all chocolate inside, the colors don't mean anything.
Joey: I like the yellow ones.
Bertrum and Grant: SHUT THE FUCK YOUR MOUTH!

Wally: What makes you all smile?
Bertrum: Friends and Family.
Buddy: Snacks.
Allison: Victory and success.
Joey: Face muscles.

Bertrum: No more making fun of me when I misuse dated cultural references, alright? Are we cowabunga on this?
Henry, sighing: Fine. We're cowabunga.

Buddy: What's it like being tall?
Joey: Is it nice?
Allison: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Susie: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Joey: Punch me in the face.
Norman: ...Punch you?
Joey: Yes, punch me, didn't you hear me?
Norman: I always hear 'punch me in the face' while you're speaking but it's usually just subtext.

Allison: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person.
Lacie: Actually, Susie is my favourite.
Allison: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

Buddy: You're jealous.
Grant: Jealous?
Buddy: That's why you were being so negative about this.
Grant: That's absurd. I'm always negative.

Lacie: I told Bertrum to grab snacks for everyone.
Norman, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks?
*Lacie, Bertrum, and Tom raise their hands*

Wally, peeling a banana: May I take your jacket, sir? Hahahaha.
Norman: Do you think other people can't hear you?

Susie: Why are you like this?
Norman: I used too much "No More Tears" shampoo as a kid and I haven't felt a single emotion since.

Joey: I won a new phone in a race.
Susie: Huh? What kind of race lets you win a phone, Joey?
Joey: A race between the store owner, the cop, and me.

Buddy: All in all, a 100% successful trip.
Lacie: But we lost Joey.
Buddy: All in all, a 100% successful trip!

Allison: Why don't we just call it, "M.C. Donald's?"
Henry: Because it just sounds like a stupid rapper's name.
Tom: It'd just be like- "Eyo, it's ya boy, M.C. Donald!"

Norman: What are you eating?
Sammy: You wouldn't like it, it's really salty.
Norman: I like you, don't I?