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Hey guys, it’s been a real long time since I’ve posted, so I feel like I should give a bit of an update. Frankly I’ve lost the motivation to keep this blog running, so wont post on this blog anymore. I still have a lot of good memories of running this account and of the people I met while running it, so It’ll be kept up for archive reasons. Thank you to everyone who submitted a quote or supported me at all, it means a lot.
And to any newcomers stumbling upon this blog looking for some quotes, welcome! Enjoy two years worth of quotes, and I hope it makes your day at least a little better.
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Bo: How did they put this little cat into the phone?
Leon: Bo, I know you know what the internet is
Bo: They used a net?
Leon: You just texted me an hour ago
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Max: What’s Bea watching over there that’s making her cry?
Sprout: Great British Bake-Off
Gale: Makes sense. Last week an old man on there made a Swiss roll that made me feel something for once in my life.
Rosa: And to think, that’s how they chose the next prime minister.
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Tara: I stayed up one night playing poker with tarot cards.
Tara: I got a full house and four people died.
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Rosa: If you’re American and coming to Australia, I’m gonna go ahead and say that you should be 100 percent way more worried about being king hit by a dude named “Dane” in a bingtang slinglet than any fucking spiders that exist here.
Sandy: what does this say in english?
Bea: “Good sir, if you are a resident of the United States of America and coming to visit the sunny land of Australia, allow me to inform you that you should be rather more concerned about being sucker punched by a gentleman named ‘Dane’ who is likely to be seen wearing a wifebeater with a beer company logo on it than by any of the dangerous spiders that live on this wonderful continent.”
Colt: Ok so what does it say in American?
Brock: “You’re more likely to get sucker punched/cold-cocked by an asshole than you are to be bitten by a spider.”
Colt: Thank you
Piper: Well rattle my spoons, that don’t make a lick of sense. What in tarnation does this hootenanny say?
Dynamike: “If ya mosey on by Australia you best be fixin’ to get some fisticuffs more’n checkin fer spiders.”
Penny: This is Rosetta Stone for a single language
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Bea: My name is Bea, I speak for the bees, mess with them and I’ll break your fucking knees
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Colt: Sometimes I walk past the graveyard and I think, “I could dress up as a ghost and haunt the shit out of that cemetery for like, weeks before anyone noticed and stopped me” and then I realized that I was headed down a road that leads to scooby doo villainy.
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Mortis: Let's say, hypothetically, I did the mash. And, for the sake of debate, let's say it was the monster mash. Would that, hypothetically speaking, mean that it would be a graveyard smash?
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Brock: Bridge the generational gap by combining old and new slang into one!
Max: Mood to the max!
Surge: Tubular AF!
Jacky: Thanks, I hate it.
Bibi: If she breathes, she's a square.
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Jacky, talking about a certain somebody: Maybe I’m old but goddamn, these vampires with blood dripping down their chins–that’s your food!! THAT’S YOUR FOOD!! Close!! Your!! Mouth!! You think some asshole slobbering chicken noodle soup or yogurt or clam chowder all down themselves would be sexy??? What makes you any different, you sticky-stained slackjawed screwball??? Close your mouth!! Use a napkin!! And for godssakes stop looking so smug, like, “Oooo, I’m a creature of the night look at what sustains me” yeah uh huh a fucking lack of basic hygiene is what I’m seeing and it is not impressive!! At all!! My nephews are three years old and they drool less than you do!! You’re how many centuries old?!?! ACT LIKE IT
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Mortis: My GOTH DAD license plate is not a vanity plate, it is a coincidence. Simply a random string of letters. Could’ve happened to a dad without eyeliner.
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Jacky: I've come to make an announcement: Mortis the undertaker is a bitch-ass motherfucker! He pissed on my fucking drill! That's right, he took his batty fucking edgelord dick out, and he PISSED on my FUCKING DRILL, and he said his dick was ‘this big’. And I said that's disgusting, so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com: Mortis, you got a small dick! It's the size of this gem except way smaller, and-
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Carl is dead, face-down on the floor in the corner, with nobody knowing who killed them.
Mortis: This is great! It's like a murder mystery, with the murder, and the mystery!
Colt: You're taking this pretty well, man.
Crow: Who's to say you're not the killer? You're acting pretty care-free right now for someone who's life is at stake!
Mortis: It's a murder, not a tax audit, we'll be fine.
Brock: Well what about the Starr Park Employee? Nobody EVER expects the Starr Park Employee!
Colette: Well what about Bull, he has a gun!!
Bull: Crow has a knife.
Crow, as he's nonchalantly stabbing Brock in the arm: Yeah, for fun! Not for murder!
Mortis: Guys! Deep down, we can all be a murderer if we want! Let's just get down to the bottom of this. By a show of hands, who here murdered Carl?
Nobody raises their hand.
Mortis: ...Damn it.
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Mortis, surfing down the church steps on a casket: I put the FUN in funeral!
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Colt: Are you decent?
Bull: Not morally. But I’m wearing pants, if that’s what you’re asking.
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El Primo, slamming a package onto the kitchen counter: I got the steak from the freezer.
Bull: why do you have chocolate on your face?
El Primo: it was under a chocolate pie.
Bull: so you ate your way through it?
El Primo: I made a judgement call. You weren’t there.
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El Primo: [Pulls the shower curtain back while Bull is in the shower]
El Primo: Are we- stop screaming, it’s just me- are we out of Cheetos?
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