neil: feel my shirt
andrew:
neil: u know what that is?
andrew:
neil: boyfriend material
andrew:
neil: :)
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[In court]
Neil, whispering to his lawyer, Renee:
Renee: This has nothing to do with the case.
Neil: Just ask please.
Renee, sighs and looks at Andrew who's the judge: Do you think he's cute? Be honest.
Andrew:
Andrew: I hereby sentence you to death.
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Interviewer: if you could kiss anyone in the world who would it be?
Neil : my beautiful husband andrew minyard
Interviewer: that doesn’t count. You do that anyway.
Neil, not hesitating: Your Mom
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Neil describing Andrew: his golden hair reflected as though he were god himself, those hazel eyes speckled with light while-
Neil describing Aaron: he’s kinda small i guess
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TFC: Oh, hi there little miss Jellie! What brings you here?
Jellie: Mrow!
TFC: Are you ready for some dinner? What would you like? Some jelly?
Jellie: Mrrow!
TFC: We'll get you some jelly! What else?
Jellie: Meowww!
TFC, picking her up: Some chicken? All the chicken? Does that sound so yummy to you?
Jellie: Mew . . .
TFC: Are you starving?
Jellie: Mew!
TFC: You are? Would you like some chicken to eat?
Jellie: Mrrr . . .
TFC: Okay, we'll get you some jelly and some chicken and some milk, okay? Just like Scar used to give you!
Jellie: Mrow!
TFC: You're welcome :)
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non-fox: you bet on your coach's sex life?
matt: we bet on everyone's sex life
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from Kevin Day’s journal:
I ordered a bunch of sardines in bulk and Neil and Andrew found them and have started saying to each other ‘I swear it on Kevin’s sardines’ and I don’t know but it just doesn’t feel like I’m coming back from this one
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Andrew: I finally got rid of my will to live
Neil: *exsists*
Andrew: oh no it's back-
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Andrew *flirting* : Ninety percent of the time the very sight of you makes me want to commit murder. I think about carving the skin from your body and hanging it out as a warning to every other fool who thinks he can stand in my way.
Neil : oH?
Nicky (in the background) : He means “he likes you”
Neil : Oh, creative.
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beez
Tfa Bee: Hand me the people opener.
Tfe Bee: …
Tfe Bee: Pardon?
Tfa Bee, annoyed: The g! Just hand it to me!
Tfe Bee, stressed: WHAT THE FUCK IS A PEOPLE OPENER?
Tfa Bee: How do you not know what a people opener is? Its pointy- you know? With a handle?
Tfe Bee: Knife. It's called a knife.
Tfa Bee: See, the problem is, other me, you’re playing 3D chess. I’m playing 4D.
G1 Bee: I’m playing checkers. I don’t know what the fuck you’re playing.
Cyberverse Bee: I don’t know the first thing about clothes. Pretty much all I can do is look at something and tell you if it’s clothes or not. This chair? Not clothes.
Tfa Bee: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".
Cyberverse Bee: I really like Eminem.
Tfa Bee: I prefer skittles.
Tfe Bee: They are talking about the rapper.
Tfa Bee: Why would they eat the wrapper?
Tfe Bee: The risk I took was calculated but, man, am I bad at math.
Tfe Bee: The salary of a clown is 51,000 dollars.
Tfe Bee, gesturing to G1 Bee and Tfa Bee fighting: And yet these idiots do it daily, and for free!
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