Silbings** better**

omg

Tiras , handing out popsicles: Which flavor do you want?
Jake: Blue flavor!
Tiras : Uh, you mean Blue Raspberry?
Jake: Blue flavor! Blue flavor!
Tiras : Blue is not a flavor!
Jake: BLUE FLAVOR!

I wish I could see their face.

I have 153 notifications and still going up

Jake: Hey Tiras , I’ve got an idea for how to solve this.
Tiras , pulling out a shotgun: Yeah?
Jake: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Tiras !

Daemon: Tiras ... How do I begin to explain Tiras ?
Clovis: Tiras is flawless.
Felicia: I hear their hair's insured for $10,000.
Bastien: I hear they do car commercials... in Japan.
Raiden : One time they punched me in the face... it was awesome.

Blake, spraying a melted cutting board with a tiny water gun: We gotta cool this bitch down. Cool it down.
William: I actually just put the cutting board in the oven...
Bastien, visibly confused: Okay, so they decided to put the cutting board in the oven?
Blake, spraying William: You FUCKING DUMBASS!
William: Dude, I forgot-
Blake: OH MY FUCKING GOD! We're trying to make Chicken Alfredo right now, and you fucking MELT the cutting board in the oven at 400 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT!?
Ember: *Watching in complete confusion while trying to process this whole situation.*

Blake, reading the newspaper: Huh. Did you know Nickelodeon opened a hotel?

Clovis: Yeah, I went there once. There was a dead squirrel in the pool and I made Ember cry by telling them it was the real Sandy.