Things Totally Said Off-Camera

Harold: Do you think I don’t know the exact circumference and weight of a pipe bomb?

Heather: Well, do you?

Gwen: Go ahead.

DJ: Tooth-hurty.

Gwen: When is the best time to go to the dentist?

Gwen: …

Heather: I said I’m ignoring you.

Gwen: …

Harold: I think you’re lowballing the furry artist, actually.

Heather: I’m sorry for the inaccuracies, Doctor Yiff.

Harold: No matter how I respond to this I don’t look good, well played. I walked right into that.

DJ: Well, furry artists are typically more competent and courteous than your average doctor, so I can see that.

Heather:

Heather: Did you just legitimately tell me that a person who draws wolf ass is more competent than a dude who spent 8+ years in a university to give you your lung transplant?

Duncan: Doctors are bullshit and furry artists perform an infinitely more valuable service to society compared to them.

Heather: You will die in 7 days.

Gwen: It took doctors like 10 years to diagnose what was wrong with me, some insisting I was faking for attention, while a furry artist I knew just went “That sounds like Crohn’s” after hearing me complain once, and ended up being right.

Gwen: Also I can’t go to a doctor and ask them to draw Rouge the Bat wider than she is tall with tits to match, now can I?

Duncan: You could if you weren’t a fucking coward.

Duncan: No, that’s Leshawna.

Duncan: I’m your nicest friend—

Duncan: Wait, DJ.

Gwen: What if they aren’t funny?

Harold: Hey Duncan, who’s your favorite Disney princess?

Duncan: Chicken Little.

Harold: You mean fight or flight?