Scott: Is that.. a parking enforcement car taking up a spot? That’s kinda fucked up, man.
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Ivy: I just farted really loud.. did your mic pick that up?
Dustin: Another day, another moment where “YOUUUUU” didn’t end with “crank dat soulja boy.”
Becca: What was that?
Me: A burp.
Becca: I have never heard that noise come out of you before.
Me: Wait, don’t you drink metamucil?
Fab: I used to…. Be interested in it…
Ivy: So my friend was in Mexico for three weeks and she didn’t know about the convoy and came back during the peak of it while there was a standoff with the RCMP. She was like, why are there horses everywhere?
Quyen: I love that she’s also petite.
Me: 5’1”!
Quyen: My height! I’m Lady Gaga, bitches.
Sanila: Insider trading changes you, man.
Ivy: Do I have a colon? Do you?
Me: Yes.
Ivy: I wasn’t sure if it was a male/female thing.
Roy: They’re not drinking or socializing, they’re just eating triscuits, man.
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