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Hypno: Early to rise and early to bed makes a man healthy but socially dead.

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*sudden realization that X, Hypno, and Jevin are missing*

Biffa: *silent tear* Where are my friends? Give me back my friends!

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Etho: This has turned out to be a very serious predicament. We need to think of a logical solution that wouldn't hurt anyone.

Etho: *pulls out a baseball bat*

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Grian: Live fast, die young, leave behind a pretty corpse. That's what I always say.

Beef: You should say something else.

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Gem: I was possessed by a ghost, and it made me be disrespectful to my friends and cry?!

Gem: That ghost is gonna wish it was never born!

X: I think you mean died.

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BadTimes: Why are you on the floor?

Mumbo: I'm sad :(

Mumbo: Also I was stabbed. Can you get X, please?

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Doc: How can you tell that's Gri? He could be NPG.

Hels: Oh don't worry. I've learned how to tell Grian apart from the annoying specimen he calls a sibling.

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Jevin: Aw fuck. 

Zed: What? 

Jevin: What if you get a girlfriend one day and she breaks your heart? I can't punch a girl! 

Zed: No, that's okay–

Jevin: HOW WILL I DEFEND YOUR HONOR???

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Hels: What are you thankful for this year?

Wels: Still having all my internal organs.

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Scar: Cleo died the way she lived: as an abomination in the eyes of the Lord.

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Iskall: "Are you a boy or a girl?" Bitch I'm a punchline.

Iskall: My pronouns are haha/haha.

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Stress: Question. When they shot Bambi's mother, did you find that a sad moment...at all?

Tfc: I'm sure she's mounted on a nice wall in a fine home somewhere.

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xB: Quit playing peekaboo with NPG, you're just making fun of him for having no object permanence

Wels: I've made fun of it for less

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Pearl: Hey, if this were the 1500s and I was accused of practising witchcraft....would you run away with me?

Ex: I think there's some confusion Pearl, you're not a witch, you're a bitch. there's a difference. 

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Joe: Am I right, K?

Keralis: I'm almost certain you're not, but to be fair, I wasn't listening.

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Cleo: Do you have a crush on Doc?

Bdubs: The only crush I have is the crushing weight of my existence

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NPG: So we have good and bad news

Impulse: Okay, bad news first

NPG: The fire we started in the Boatem Hole is out of control

Impulse: THE WHAT???

True, holding a perfectly toasted pop tart: Wow, so you don't even care about the good news

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Ex: Did you tell anybody we're engaged?

NPG: Yes, Exy, I have no self-control and I told the pretzel vendor we're engaged.

Ex: Okay, no need to be sarcastic.

NPG: No, seriously, I have no self-control and I told the pretzel vendor we're engaged.

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Cub: False, I sense hostility.

False: Good, because I hate you.

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Ren: Look, Doc, I appreciate you're trying to deal with this in a healthy way, but creating a montage of all the times you've been hurt and beat up set to "It's a Hard Knock Life" may not be the best way to do that.

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Impulse: I've slept in so long I can now officially smell colours

Tango: How are you still alive??

Impulse: That's the question I've been asking every day

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Today's question:

How much of Impulse's 24 hour charity stream did you watch? (I only caught a few hours at the end :( )

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Until the next time, bye! ~Mors