Bloo: Can we dance in the rain, Mr. Herriman?
Mr. Herriman: No.
Mac: Why not?
Mr. Herriman: You'll get soaked.
Bloo: What's wrong with that?
Mr. Herriman: You could catch pneumonia, run up a terrible hospital bill, linger a few months, and die.
*looking out the window as it continues to rain*
Bloo: I always forget. If you ask Herriman, you get a worst-case scenario.
Mac: I had no idea these little showers were so DANGEROUS!
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Mac: You're a terrible influence.
Bloo: You need me.
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Bloo: Might I make a suggestion you probably won’t like?
Mr. Herriman: Do you make any other kind?
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Mac: How are we gonna stall them?
Bloo: With my obvious charm, of course.
Mac: ...Do we have a backup?
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Mr. Herriman: You disappoint me.
Bloo: Don’t expect me to lose any sleep over it.
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Happiness is making a schedule and keeping to it!
Mr. Herriman
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Bloo: *while being dragged out of a building* Alright, I'll leave! But I will leave here of my own free will!
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Bloo: I think I'd be great in a war. I'd, like, get all the medals.
Frankie: Before or after you're executed by your own troops?
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Matching friendship bracelets except they’re connected with a chain and— yes okay I handcuffed us together.
Berry, to Bloo
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You know…if I were to do what I was thinking, I’d be the rottenest person in the world…Okay so I’ll be the rottenest person in the world!
Bloo
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I never yell. Even when I'm mad, I just push it down really deep, and then sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night panicked and sweaty for no reason.
Wilt
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'You look unapproachable' and here you are...approaching me.
Duchess
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Mac: Every time! Your big mouth gets us into trouble every time!
Bloo: Not every time, only like, a third of the time.
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Mr. Herriman: April Fools’ Day is banished, okay?
Mr. Herriman: At Foster's, April 1st is officially March 32nd forever.
Bloo: *crying*
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*text*
Dylan (saved as "Ex >:("): Come on babe I miss you! Why don't you come over right now? We can go up to my room... you can show me how you really feel about me ;)
Frankie: Dylan. I don't have enough middle fingers to show you how I feel about you.
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Cop: You have the right to remain silent.
Bloo: I choose to waive that right.
Bloo: *screaming*
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They should invent a mother who is normal and says normal things and has normal interactions with her kid.
Mac
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