Ugh omfg someone needs to make s’mores with me.
Babe. Like, I'm only a whore because I'm Jemkitch. I have even more whorish photos to post.
I know. It’s because you’re not a whore. You’re the whore.
'Kay.
Ethan: We're in like the castle in Lord of the Flies. It's too dark out. You guys need like, sunglasses.
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Ethan: I want some of that risen.
All of us: It's resin, not risen.
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[Ashley and I are making mac and cheese]
Ethan: Guys, can we get high on the gas that comes out of my stove?
Us: No. What the fuck.
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Ethan: Fluffernuffer.
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Ethan: I don't know where my cup it.
Ethan: There is my cup. My cup's the blue cup.
[goes into the kitchen]
Ethan: OW!
[starts crying and singing to Pursuit of Happiness]
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Ethan: Cows make you fart!
Katie: WHAT?
Ethan: Katie, you're the one stinking up at all the birthday parties and nobody wants you in the colony anymore.
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Katie: I'm the tastiest fucking person alive. I'm...tasty.
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[walking down the bike trail in gray sweatshirts with our hoods up]
Alyssa: You guys are like the KKK and I'm your leader. Master!
[because she was wearing a red hoodie]
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[walking into the Verizon store]
Katie: Oh my God. How many mothers have I broken today?
Me: What?
Katie: I keep stepping on cracks.
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[to her rabbits]
Katie: Why don't you guys have bunny balls?
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[squeezing Katie to death in hug form]
Michael: I felt your body deflate in my arms.
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Katie or Ethan: Poor plant. You never had a future.
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Possibly Katie: Your phone is faggoting.
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[walking down the street]
Katie: You guys are like pack mules. You're like little serpents flying where they please.
