Porsche, injured, in an ambulance, on the way to hospital: Is it possible to change the radio station?
Doctor: Please lie down and don't speak. Save your strength.
Porsche: I don't want to die listening to Wik's song!
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Porchay: *hangs 200 pictures of Wik on his wall*
Porsche: isn't it difficult enough to be born poor? and now you're gay?
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Kinn: Did you take out Vegas as I requested?
Pete: Vegas has been taken out, yes.
Kinn: Great jo-
Pete: It was a great restaurant.
Pete: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.
Pete: Vegas proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.
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Tankhun: so, apparently, the "bad vibes" I've been feeling are called "severe psychological distress"
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Porchay: I've decided to assign Kim a new brother
Porsche, confused: okay?
Kinn, offended: w h a t
Porchay, slamming down Kinnporsche marriage certificates for Porsche: It's you Hia, sign the fuck up
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Pete to vegas: my hands are cold, you should hold them
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Chay: my hands are cold
Kim grabs them immediately
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Porsche: yo my hands are fucking cold
Shoves them against Kinns neck
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KinnPorsche Incorrect Quotes Part 2
Macau: Hia, can we sleep in your old room?
Vegas: What's wrong with your room?
Porchay, sleeping over: We were playing with a ouija board and accidentally cursed it
Macau: And Kim isn't much help either.
Vegas: What did he do?
Kim, in the distance: *throwing salt in the room* DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A FUCKING HOTEL TO YOU?!?!
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Tankhun: Welcome to the "fuck Vegas" support group, where we gather to say a collective 'fuck you' to that bastard.
Tankhun: But first, a word from our newest member.
Pete, sweating: So I may have misunderstood-
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Pete, wakes up in the middle of the night to see Porsche an inch from his face:
Porsche: So we had this id-, stop screaming-, we had this idea.
Pete: Who the hell is we?
Pol, directly beside his face: We had this idea.
Pete: Dear God, there's two of them.
Arm, sliding out from under the bed: Three actually. I helped them to get in and get you, I'd feel safer to whatever they want to do if you're with us.
Vegas, who was asleep: What the hell is happening?
Tankhun, entering in the room: We're stealing your husband.
Vegas, hugging Pete: Fuck no.
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kimchay
Chay: W-who do I shoot?!
Kim: Him! He's the clone!
Clone Kim: No! He's lying! Remember? I love you.
Chay: *shoots the clone*
Kim: What the-
Chay: 'I love you' doesn't sound like something you'd say to me
Kim: Ok, WOW-
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Chay: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives
Kim: I get up at 5:30
Chay:
Chay: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives
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KP braincells and their use. (PT. 1)
Kinn : Has 2 brain cells, one of them is doing tax evasion and the other is staring at Porsche's ass.
Porsche : Has 2 brain cells. Uses none, shares 1 with Pete.
Pete : Has 2 brain cells. One is repressed horny, other one is shared with Porsche.
Vegas : Has 2 brain cells. One is angsty-emo teenager-murderer-psycho and the other loves Pete, Macau and his hedgehogs.
Kim : Has 2 brain cells. Got tazed off. No other explanation for him leaving.
Chay : Has braincells. Uses them all.
Tankhun : Has exactly 3.1416 braincells, refuses to use any.
Arm : Has braincells. They do all the work for others so he has none working for him.
Pol : What are brain cells??? Do they jail your thoughts??? Like prison cells???
Pt.2
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Porsche: guys, guys. Did you hear about the italian chef who died?
Porsche: he pasta-way
Big: *chuckles*
Ken: what.
Arm: did he just-?
Pol: WAS THAT A LAUGH ?
Pete: dude, how did you do that?
Porsche: I don't know, man. I'm scared
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*The gang's thoughts on stabbing*
Chay: Would never stab anyone.
Macau: Would stab someone in retaliation.
Porsche: Yells "I won't hesitate, bitch!" first.
Kinn: Would stab without warning.
Kim: Would stab as a warning.
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