Where There's Smoke
October 29, 2020 - Page 22PREV ~ NEXT


<June> Hey... Wingus. Uh, I've been meaning to tell you... I'm a catgirl.
<Wingus> i literally already knew that
<Wingus> do you think this is some kind of big reveal
<June> Also, there's food. We have bread.
<Wingus> oh fucking about finally time! gimme

<Wingus> give me the food or ill eat the noodle off tooligans neck
<Tooligan> DON'T PULL THE YELLOW STRING. JUNE HAS INFINITE BREAD.
<Wingus> bread as in money? or bread as in loaf

June conjures 512 loaves of bread.

<Funguy> that's amazing!
<Wingus> what the fuck

<Wingus> don't worry funguy i can cut off the crust for you ;)
<Funguy> fuck you.

<Wingus> first slice boys
<Funguy> jesus, man. your knife is covered in blood and you're just going to cut your food with it?
<Wingus> germs arent real dumbass. have fun biting into the loaf
<Funguy> god.

<Tooligan> THIS BREAD IS VERY SWEET. THANK FUCK WE DIDN'T SETTLE FOR THAT PURPLE SHIT.
<Funguy> yeah. who knows what eating it could have done to us.
<Tooligan> IT MAKES YOU TELEPORT
<Funguy> what?!
<Tooligan> IT MAKES YOU TELEPORT

<Wingus> wait
<Wingus> if eating chorus teleports us then why dont we teleport the fuck outta here
<Wingus> why are we still here

<June> Wow, I didn't even think of that! We can get back to the city if we just teleport!
<Wingus> waiwaiwaiwaiwait hold the phoned
<Wingus> ive heard nothing but bitching about the city being oh so bad with the papermen being evil dictators or whatever
<Wingus> why do u suddenly want to go back
<Tooligan> WHAT GOOD OF REVOLUTIONARIES ARE WE IF WE JUST TALK ABOUT REVOLTING RATHER THAN ACTUALLY DOING IT
<Wingus> ahh so we can get some crime going eh
<Tooligan> YEAH, SURE. <--- SARCASM
<Wingus> well count me involved
<Wingus> im sure theres a plenty of gold to be made in this "The City" i keep hearing about
<June> The city is ruled by money, you got that right...
<Tooligan> FIRST AND FOREMOST. WE'RE TELEPORTING, RIGHT? BY EATING THAT PURPLE SHIT
<June> Yep.
<June> We won't eat enough to turn purple. Just enough to warp us back to the safehouse.
<Wingus> i bet funguy would like being purple

<Funguy> huh?
<Wingus> wake up sleepy bones we're turning you purple
<Funguy> what? the fuck?

<Wingus> well pink skies arent funny so see yall on the other side

<June> Wait!
<Tooligan> GOD DAMN IT DUDE
<June> I hope we can find him...

<June> Well, there's not much choice.

<Tooligan> HASTA LA PASTA, WEED FIELDS.

<P-Man> Secure the bag, Mr. Piermario.


<P-Man> Secure the bag.