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Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

He says hi and thank you, also that you’re amazing and hilarious and we send you our love ❤️

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

Fine I accept the deal. Now I have to go tell Finch to stop feeling bad, he hasn’t learned to read yet

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

But now I feel bad that I’ve made you feel bad which will make Finch (my hermit crab) feel bad and then everyone will feel bad so you legally can’t feel bad now

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

Nooooo don’t feel bad!!! My sister and I have been planning this kinda stuff for a while and after i told her she hit me with the “bet. You won’t. No balls” so it’s really her fault. We do stuff like this in our family all the time and this is probably one of the better outcomes. last time was a broken arm and a bruised rib

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

Update: I slowed down only a little bit and now my lip is busted and my forehead is bruised. I’m gonna do it again and not slow down

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

Exactly. Let’s go

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

But like how will you ever know what will really happen? This is all just theoretical. I’ll do it with you

Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?

Davey: Jack stop napping and go sell the rest of your papes.

Jack: Napping sounds so childish. I prefer the term horizontal life pause.

Jack: If I die my funeral’s gonna be the biggest party and you’re all invited.

Davey: If?

Spot: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and he might not even die.

Jack: So it turns out the answer to my problem wasn’t at the bottom of this pint of ice cream but the important thing is that I tried.

Elmer: *to Mike and Ike* Since you guys are twins do you have any twin super powers?

Ike: Yeah, everytime Mike looks at me I have this feeling.

Elmer: Feeling? What feeling?

Ike: Anger

Race: Try to look good for the cameras okay?

Spot: The best I can give you is a fake smile and dead eyes.

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

Spot the difference: impossible addition

Jack: You guys better eat healthy tonight, we have a rally tomorrow.

Race: *literally shoving sugar packets from the table so they can eat them later* Ok

Jack: Boys, what are you doing?

Albert: *opening up a sugar packet and emptying the contents into his mouth like a king being fed grapes, muffled around the gross amounts of sugar* Ignoring you.

Race: This thing between Spot and I is super casual.

Spot: I wouldn’t even classify it as a “this”.

Newsies: This is your wedding day.

Buttons: Tommy, are you okay?

Tommy Boy: Yes, why?

Buttons: Because you asked the cashier at the store earlier if damage repair shampoo also works on emotions.

Race: See ya later, alligator!

Spot: Doubt that, sewer rat.

Jack: *comforting a little* You don’t need to act like something you’re not for people to like you

Spot: Yeah just accept the fact that no one likes you and move on

*At the doctor’s office*

Romeo: Any news?

Doctor: Just waiting for your x-ray.

Romeo: But I’ve never dated anyone named ray.

Doctor:

Doctor: And we might do a brain scan as well.

Les: *sneaking into the house wearing a large coat*

Davey: What’s in the coat?

Les’ coat: *meows*

Les: Drugs.

Katherine and Sarah: Every man that gives us their unsolicited opinion owes us 5 dollars and a frappuccino.

Spot: When you share really personal shit about yourself and it’s fine in the moment and you feel good but then a few hours later you’re like “why did I say that?!?!” And your brain is literally flickering the lights on and off saying “Welcome to hell!!! Welcome to hell!!!”

*Race, Albert, and Jojo outside of the Brooklyn lodge*

Jojo: This is a bad idea, we shouldn’t have come here without asking.

Race: It’s fine.

Albert: Yeah, haven’t you heard of safety in numbers?

Jojo: There’s also death in numbers Albert! It’s called a massacre!

*at the beach*

Smalls: There’s heterosexual glitter everywhere!

Specs: Heterosexual gli- you mean sand?

Myron: What are all these dead bodies doing here?!

York: [nudges one with his foot] Honestly, not much

Romeo: Do you think animals try to fit in and be relatable with their friends? Like do you think a cow is like “haha ya grass is rad!” but cries at night?

Spot: People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. Two sentences in and everyone’s already shouting “what the fuck that’s illegal” or “you can’t do that”. Like dear god just let me talk.

Someone: I don’t really like Crutchie

Jack: Unfriended, unfollowed, blocked, ignored, my mom’s calling your mom, you’re not invited to my teen queen sweet sixteen summer beach bash birthday party