Dark: I’ve Been Here In Jail So Long I Think I’ve Lost My Mind.

Chosen: I spy with my little eye someone who needs to shut the fuck up.

Dark: Is it me?

Chosen: It's always you.

Yellow: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on Red without them noticing?

Green: Hey, Red, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

Red: *takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

Yellow: ...

Yellow: I had to pick up Red early.

Blue: That’s alright. Have they been sick?

Yellow: No, not sick, they’re just very upset because they’ve had a hard day.

Blue: Wait, why did they have a hard day?

Yellow: They took their two pet snails to school with them today, and they had the snails in their book bag. They let out the snails by the sink in the back of the classroom for some exercise, and someone visiting the class that day thought they were snails that had come inside from the playground, so they threw Red’s snails out the window.

Blue: Oh my god.

Yellow: I know you are laughing, Blue, but please act sad about it when we get home today.

Blue: I’ll try but that is hilarious.

Yellow: Yeah, I know. Stupid pet snails.

Yellow: I’m trying not to let Red see me laugh.

Random person on the street: If you had to choose between your son and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

Navy: That depends, how much money are we talking about?

Purple: Dad!

Random Person: 63 cents.

Navy: …I’ll take the money.

Purple: DAD!!!

Purple: So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress

Dark: If God’s ever been mad at anything I’ve ever said, he hasn’t done shit about it. Dark: So he either doesn’t care or he’s a coward.

Chosen: You know, I'd love a partner who's sensitive, caring, and willing to do anything for me.

Dark: *explosions in the distance*

Chosen:

Chosen: I want that one.

Red: Do you see yourself as a glass half-full or glass half-empty kind of person?

Purple: Half-full, definitely.

Purple: Half-full and constantly rising.

Purple: Soon the water will escape its container and consume us all.

Ballista: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?

Agent: *crouches down*

Hazard: *sits on the floor*

Primal: *lays on the ground*

Ballista:

Ballista: I hate all of you.

Purple: Gender? Ha, yeah. I totally have one of those, definitely. There's some sort of gender around here, gimmie a second.

Purple, throwing dirty laundry around: Shit. I know it was here... I saw it yesterday!

Purple, crawling around on the floor, looking under things: Ugh... Sorry, gimmie a sec... I swear, I had it just the other day...