Fae: Sabrina, I was just a sassy bitch to Zero, how long have I got until I won't be able to walk for a week?--
Sabrina: ten
Fae: ten what!?
Zero, from behind her: nine-

*blep-*

Becca, looking at the bottom of suicide rock: I just want it for my own!
Reaper, pulling her away by the collar of her shirt: please leave it the fuck alone-

*blep-*

Fae: bonjour, Demented! Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Demented: no, I don't want to sleep with you right now.
Fae: Is that what it means? Oh god, I had a really dirty tennis instructor..
Demented: I'm.afraid to ask but.. who was your tennis instructor
Fae: Spite-

*blep-*

Fae: that's not funny!
Spite: I thought it was funny!
Fae: you don't count! You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook!

*blep-*

Spite: it'll be fun!
Spite: we'll make it a boys day!
Spite: come on you punk bitch!!
Maniac: I can believe I have to say this but..
Maniac: I don't have time to get tested for STD's with you tomorrow-

*blep-*

Insanity: *sighs* I think you're still suffering the effects of the party last night...
Mentality: all I drank was your wine!
Insanity: how many?
Mentality: eighteen.

*blep-*

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