Pathfinder, 3/24
“Don’t worry, I won’t leave anybody out.”
“I would like to be left out.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t leave anybody out.”
“I would like to be left out.”
“Oh, I heard you. It’s all these monkeys that I heard too.”
“What? You’ve taken our word for everything else we’ve said so far.”
“Where the hell did I get an accent?”
“Uh, you picked it up off one of the dead bodies and equipped it?”
“X-wings? OK. AT-ATs? OK. Ponies? Totally unbalancing.”
“So… Chinese food, cookies, and beer?” “What can I say? I’m into health food.” “You can look at three paintings by Michelangelo per day, […] and one for each of the other turtles.” “We’re no more vicious than any other group, I think.” “It’s hard to tell, never having been part of any other group…” […]
“Oh, it’s not a red curtain, sorry. It’s a reed curtain.”