Me: man this next drill move looks really hard, I hope I don’t hit anyone!
Freshman trombone: *3 steps ahead of his line, about to run into me* oh how the turns have tabled
IM CACKLING
Bill: Richie, how many fingers am I showing? *3 fingers*
Richie: Holy fuck Bill I know I don’t have my glasses but your 3 fingers are literally right on my face
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Eddie: Shit, Richie *take on Richie’s glasses* are you honestly this fucking blind?
Richie: oH WELL DARLING ISN’T THAT WHY I HAVE THOSE TWO THICK ASS GLASSES UP ON MY NOSE EVeryday?
Mike: Did you just call Eddie “darling”?
Richie:
Eddie:
Mike:
Richie: I have difficulty in recognizing and calling out people without my glasses, mICHAEL
when your boyfriend invented the piano and you’re so proud you have to film him play it for the first time
and to have a mat that has a cat on in saying go away with the middle finger up
please talk about what jane and max would be up to in those outfits
dyking it up! they are absolutely the tacky lesbians whose clothes are all thrifted and mismatched and three sizes off. they love the mall, because they get to people watch and get inspired for their next look. just window shopping there, mostly, unless a clearance item can be shoved in el’s baggy camo pants or max’s culotte pockets. they eat sundaes at ahoy’s, envious of steve’s hawaiian shirt, and sit outside the building bouncing rocks against the wall or doing skate tricks. and you know mi armario es tu armario, so they mix and swap each other’s pieces all the time
Now that we’re heading into band camp, don’t even bother with sunscreen! You can get that sick tan you always wanted! Sure you might be a little red around the edges, but it’ll be worth it won’t it?
“yEET”
“STOP YEETING YOUR TRUMPET, CONNOR!”