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Jayce: I actually have a black belt.
Viktor: In what, karate?
Jayce: No, from Gucci.
Jinx: Okay. I get it. You’ve had a really hard time lately, you’re stressed out, seven people died.
Silco: Twelve, actually.
Jinx: Not the point. Look, they are dead now and really whose fault is that?
Silco: Yours!
Jinx: That’s right: no one’s.
Caitlyn: So, that’s my plan.
Vi: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean.
Caitlyn: No, go ahead. I want to hear it.
Vi: It fucking sucks.
Caitlyn: Thats not constructive criticism.
Viktor, addressing the counsel: And of you have any questions feel free to put them in the suggestion box.
Jayce: But… that’s just the trash can.
Viktor: It sure is! And if you have a problem with it feel free to drop it in here and I will handle it as soon as possible.
Viktor: God, give me patience.
Jayce: I think you mean give me strength.
Viktor: If god gave me strength, you’d be dead.
Jayce: If Mel and I were drowning, who would you save?
Viktor: You two can’t swim
Jayce: It’s a hypothetical question, Viktor! Who would you save?
Viktor: My time and effort.
Viktor: Jayce and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other’s-
Jayce: Sentences.
Viktor: Don’t interrupt me.