Pickles: "Toki, what were you thinkin', hanging out with clowns-"
Nathan: "Why didn't you call us? You have a cell-phone. Why don't you use it."
Pickles: "-and going out all night long-"
Nathan: "Where were you?"
Pickles: "-with guns, y'know guns, you know guns er- they're cool. So, um what am I sayin' here."
Dr. Rockzo: "Back off, jackoff. It wasn't his fault."
Pickles: "You shut-up!"
Skwisgaar: "Gives that clowns a little bit of a smack."
Toki: "Hey! That's my friend!"
Skwisgaar: "Yous friend, huh? Drunks driving before a tours, shooting the guns-"
Nathan: "That's not a real friend."
Skwisgaar: "-think what kind of a friend takes you on such a godless and devilries 'dat. What if you hurt your pinky finger? Huh? No more tour!"
Nathan: "What if you hurt your hands?"
Pickles: "Yeah, you're being a selfish prick."
Murderface: "I woke-up with a clown's hand in my pants. That's what I did today."
Nathan: "I mean what the fuck, Toki, there's no such thing as clowns."
Toki: "Come on, how come I can'ts have a friends who's a clowns. He makes me laugh!"
Skwisgaar: "We care about you!"
Applying gender stereotypes to dating is like a crayon sketch of a fusion...– (via jetpackexhaust)