Becca: Everything will be okay. I have a good feeling about this.
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Becca: But also… why are you listening to Sandstorm?
Me: Shut up.
Becca and me: (sings sad lyrics)
Sanila: I can’t fall asleep because my farts smell bad.
Sanila: I needed to interject.
Becca: Yo, everything about his profile screams yellow fever.
Sanila: I feel like he masturbates to Hello Kitty.
Becca: So how’s your life going?
Daryl: Can’t complain, still alive.
Peter: (turns to me) So, how’s your love life?
Daryl, Becca and me: (immediately chokes)
Becca: Oh, I didn’t tell you guys this but recently, I almost died.
(Sees inflatable hot dog strapped against a wire fence)
Becca: What religion is this?
Becca: This donut’s pretty sweet.
Me: You’re pretty sweet.
Becca: No, you.
Chris: Oh god, I’ll leave.
(candles sparking and refusing to be blown out)
Me: These candles won’t die.
Becca: What happens when they die?
Sanila: We die.
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