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vanoss: You know what? Underneath it all, you’re actually quite nice.
panda: [Unable to look him in the eye, trying not to blush] Repeat that disgusting slander again and you’ll be hearing from my lawyers.
moo, hoarsely: I think I’m losing my voice. vanoss: Well, that means you won’t have to yell at us all day!! [Later] vanoss: As it turns out, moo is much scarier when he’s quiet.
panda: Okay, you know what, I wasn't that drunk.
grizzy: Dude.
panda: What?
vanoss reading a book on the couch: You walked into Walmart and when the voice came on over the intercom you dropped to your knees and screamed "GOD HAS SPOKEN!".
panda: panda: Okay I was a little drunk.
i know this is a meme about a kid but i can imagine moo doing this for some reason / panda: What did you make? moo, holding up a drawing of him: See you next time. On the back! [Flips the drawing over to reveal C.U.N.T written on the back of the drawing] [vanoss and brian laughing in the background] panda: [Holds the drawing and studies it] moo, pointing at the letters: “C”, “U”, “N”, “T”! See you next time! panda: [Preparing to kick the shit out of vanoss and brian as they continue to laugh]
panda: God, give me patience. vanoss: I think you mean 'give me strength'. panda: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.
vanoss: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent? panda: Go the fuck to sleep vanoss: What gif I don't want to? panda: Fuck You
vanoss: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve killed anybody. I’m not an arsonist. I’ve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground. panda: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.
vanoss: I'm a reverse necromancer. panda: Isn't that just killing people? vanoss: Ah, technicality.
Evan: I can explain. panda: Can you? Evan: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.
vanoss: I was arrested for being too cool. panda: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.
smitty: But vanoss you promised. panda: Hitler promised not to invade Czechoslovakia. Welcome to the real world. banana bus squad: smitty: panda: What too soon? vanoss: *tearing up* My husband.
vanoss: panda you are loved and Valid. smitty: This morning I watched him pour orange juice into his coffee and drink it. vanoss:… You are no longer valid. panda: That’s fair.
panda: Where are you going?
vanoss: To get us ice cream or commit a felony, I'll decide in the car.
panda: here’s your coffee vanoss: thanks, could i have a little spoon please? panda: certainly *delicately embraces him from behind* vanoss: lovely
vanoss: Oh dear.
panda: What? What is it?
vanoss: I... may have lost the bomb.
panda, trying to flirt: i really like your name vanoss: thanks i got it for my birthday tyler, whispering into pandas ear: you sure you want that one?
moo: Which movie are you and luke going to see tonight?
vanoss: Oh, I always go to whichever movie luke wants.
moo: Which one does he want to see?
vanoss: I haven't decided yet.
evan: Guys, I think we should split up. We’ll cover more ground that way.
grizzy: Good idea.
evan: [leaves]
grizzy, to the rest of the bbs: evan is full of terrible ideas. Let’s not split up
after a mission gone wrong and vanoss has a bleeding arm
panda: Quick, what's your type??
vanoss: brown haired boys with a sunshine smile that can also take out a man if he wanted to—
panda: YOUR BLOOD TYPE IDIOT
vanoss: * looks at his hands * Red?
panda: I ate six sandwiches in like four minutes and now I cant move.
vanoss: I can offer mouth to mouth.
panda: Don’t you dare extract any of my sandwiches.
[panda and Vanoss sitting in jail together over some dumb shit]
Vanoss: So, who should we call?
panda: Is say call Moo, but I feel safer in jail.
brock: evan, can I speak to you for a minute? In private.
evan: Ooh, someone's in trouble. It's me. I don't know why I did that.
tyler: I find it very unseemly of evan to start dating again. Isn't the customary period of mourning 10 years?
anthony: Die. Let's find out.
vanoss: We're going to need a plan.
panda: I have an idea.
vanoss: We can't kill wildcat!
panda: Okay, I have no ideas.
vanoss: So uh, how did this happen?
panda, stuck in a trash can: How does anything happen? Move past it.
panda: I’m not drunk!
vanoss: Okay, tell the time then.
panda, looking up at the clock: I’m not drunk!
anthony: What's for dinner?
evan: Tonight, I'm serving...looks!
brian, slamming his fists on the table: We haven't eaten in THREE DAYS!
brian: Are we going to do plan B?
vanoss: Technically, that would be plan G.
panda: How many plans do you guys have, is there like, a plan M?
vanoss: Yeah, but brian dies in plan M.
moo: I like plan M.
vanoss I turned out perfectly fine!
panda: This morning, you thought a ghost made your toast.
vanoss: I DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN AND YOU DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN!!
panda: How drunk was I last night?
vanoss: You forgot what milk was and called it cereal water.