[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]Incorrect Quotes with the Honeybloods because I love these dumbasses so much
Darius: When you brush your teeth, you brush your skeleton.
Felix: Darius?
Darius: Yeah?
Felix: Go to sleep.
Darius: What do you call a dictionary on drugs?
Felix: If you say “addictionary” I swear I will cut you.
Darius: I was gonna say “high definition” but yours is better.
Darius: Do you ever get like water hungry?
Felix: Thirsty?
Darius: No, like water hungry.
Felix: Well, I think you make the people around us nervous.
Darius: Yeah? That's because they're a bunch of bitch ass white boys.
Felix: I hate to break this to you, but you're also a bitch ass white boy.
Felix: Darius, this is a crime scene!
Darius, pulling four ice cream containers from the victim’s freezer: Oh, is this the murder weapon?
Darius: I am a bright and colourful piñata and God is a 13 year old birthday boy whose parents have just announced their divorce.
Darius: Can't really figure out a way to phrase this but Felix really is like...a reverse manic pixie dream girl, huh.
Darius: A depressed elf nightmare man.
Felix: When I said bring me back something from the beach, I meant like, a shell.
Darius, struggling to hold a seagull: Well, you didn’t fucking say that.
Darius: C'mon, is murder really that illegal if they deserve it?
Felix: UH, YEAH!
Felix: You know what strength is? Forgiving a person who wasn’t even sorry.
Darius: Not to be dramatic, but I would literally rather die.
Felix, opens First Aid Kit: WHY WOULD YOU FILL IT WITH CHEETOS?
Darius, bleeding out: It was funny at the time.
Felix: People are always like “are you a morning person or a night person” and I’m just like, buddy, I’m barely even a person.
Felix: [diligently doing his work, listening to instrumental music, very focused]
Darius, upside down in a desk chair: Do you think stars have feelings?
Felix: Lord, give me patience.
Darius: I think you mean give me strength.
Felix: If the Lord gave me strength, you’d be dead.
Felix: Out of all my body parts, I’m pretty sure my eyes are in the best shape. I do at least 463 eye rolls a day.
Felix: I regret getting you that blender for Christmas.
Darius, sips waffle: Why?
Darius: Surgery is just stabbing someone to life.
Felix: Please never become a surgeon.
Darius: What a week, huh?
Felix: It's Wednesday.
Felix, holding a bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume?
Darius: [grabs and chugs the entire bottle]
Darius: It’s perfume.
Darius: [walking around, still disappointed 6 hours after visiting a crime scene]
Felix: What did you think a blood hound did, Darius?
Darius: Fist me.
Felix: I- What the fuck.
Darius: [holds out his fist for a fist bump]
Felix: Right, that’s what you- right, okay, God, Jesus fucking Chr-
Darius: I am 80% exhaustion, 10% sarcasm, and 20% don't care.
Felix: That's 110%.
Darius: 20% of me doesn't care.
Felix: Yeah, well, I hate you.
Darius: No you don't.
Felix, bitterly: No, I don't.
Felix: Are you decent?
Darius: Not morally, but I'm wearing pants if that’s what you’re asking.
Murderer: I could kill you if I wanted to.
Darius: Yeah? So could another human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren’t special.
Felix: I don’t have energy for this.
Darius: For what?
Felix: [gestures vaguely]
Felix: Wait, be quiet.
Darius: Did you hear something?
Felix: No, I just want you to be quiet.
Felix: Hello?
Darius: It’s Darius.
Felix: What did he do this time?
Darius: No, it’s me, Darius.
Felix: What did you do this time?
Felix: What are you 12?
Darius: Yeah, on a scale of 1 to 10.
Darius, flexing: You see these arms?
Darius: Wii Sports Resort.
Darius: What’s your biggest fear?
Felix: Being forgotten.
Darius: Damn, that’s deep. Mine is the Kool Aid Man, but now I feel kinda stupid about it.
Felix: Darius?
Darius: Yeah?
Felix: Go to sleep.
Darius: What do you call a dictionary on drugs?
Felix: If you say “addictionary” I swear I will cut you.
Darius: I was gonna say “high definition” but yours is better.
Darius: Do you ever get like water hungry?
Felix: Thirsty?
Darius: No, like water hungry.
Felix: Well, I think you make the people around us nervous.
Darius: Yeah? That's because they're a bunch of bitch ass white boys.
Felix: I hate to break this to you, but you're also a bitch ass white boy.
Felix: Darius, this is a crime scene!
Darius, pulling four ice cream containers from the victim’s freezer: Oh, is this the murder weapon?
Darius: I am a bright and colourful piñata and God is a 13 year old birthday boy whose parents have just announced their divorce.
Darius: Can't really figure out a way to phrase this but Felix really is like...a reverse manic pixie dream girl, huh.
Darius: A depressed elf nightmare man.
Felix: When I said bring me back something from the beach, I meant like, a shell.
Darius, struggling to hold a seagull: Well, you didn’t fucking say that.
Darius: C'mon, is murder really that illegal if they deserve it?
Felix: UH, YEAH!
Felix: You know what strength is? Forgiving a person who wasn’t even sorry.
Darius: Not to be dramatic, but I would literally rather die.
Felix, opens First Aid Kit: WHY WOULD YOU FILL IT WITH CHEETOS?
Darius, bleeding out: It was funny at the time.
Felix: People are always like “are you a morning person or a night person” and I’m just like, buddy, I’m barely even a person.
Felix: [diligently doing his work, listening to instrumental music, very focused]
Darius, upside down in a desk chair: Do you think stars have feelings?
Felix: Lord, give me patience.
Darius: I think you mean give me strength.
Felix: If the Lord gave me strength, you’d be dead.
Felix: Out of all my body parts, I’m pretty sure my eyes are in the best shape. I do at least 463 eye rolls a day.
Felix: I regret getting you that blender for Christmas.
Darius, sips waffle: Why?
Darius: Surgery is just stabbing someone to life.
Felix: Please never become a surgeon.
Darius: What a week, huh?
Felix: It's Wednesday.
Felix, holding a bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume?
Darius: [grabs and chugs the entire bottle]
Darius: It’s perfume.
Darius: [walking around, still disappointed 6 hours after visiting a crime scene]
Felix: What did you think a blood hound did, Darius?
Darius: Fist me.
Felix: I- What the fuck.
Darius: [holds out his fist for a fist bump]
Felix: Right, that’s what you- right, okay, God, Jesus fucking Chr-
Darius: I am 80% exhaustion, 10% sarcasm, and 20% don't care.
Felix: That's 110%.
Darius: 20% of me doesn't care.
Felix: Yeah, well, I hate you.
Darius: No you don't.
Felix, bitterly: No, I don't.
Felix: Are you decent?
Darius: Not morally, but I'm wearing pants if that’s what you’re asking.
Murderer: I could kill you if I wanted to.
Darius: Yeah? So could another human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren’t special.
Felix: I don’t have energy for this.
Darius: For what?
Felix: [gestures vaguely]
Felix: Wait, be quiet.
Darius: Did you hear something?
Felix: No, I just want you to be quiet.
Felix: Hello?
Darius: It’s Darius.
Felix: What did he do this time?
Darius: No, it’s me, Darius.
Felix: What did you do this time?
Felix: What are you 12?
Darius: Yeah, on a scale of 1 to 10.
Darius, flexing: You see these arms?
Darius: Wii Sports Resort.
Darius: What’s your biggest fear?
Felix: Being forgotten.
Darius: Damn, that’s deep. Mine is the Kool Aid Man, but now I feel kinda stupid about it.