Incorrect Lords In Black

Nibbly: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I’m eating dirt? Tinky: Tinky: Why are you eating dirt? Nibbly: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.

Tinky: What does “take out” mean? Nibbly: Food. Blinky: Dating. Wiggly: Murder. Pokey: It can be all three if you’re brave enough.

Wiggly: Life is like Blinky. It's short.

*Everyone is playing a board game together* Nibbly: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'. Blinky: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'. Wiggly: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'. Pokey: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'. Wiggly: *flips the board*

Blinky: *out cold on the ground* Tinky: Oh my god, do you think they’re okay?! Pokey, holding a bucket of ice water: Who cares?! *dumps all of the water on Blinky’s face*

Nibbly: Why are we friends? Tinky: Poor decisions on your part.

Nibbly: If you see me talking to myself, go away! I’m self-employed and we’re having a staff meeting!

Wiggly: Tinky and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us. Nibbly: What did you do? Wiggly: They chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and- Tinky: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

Pokey: The joy of hanging out with Nibbly. You look away for 5 seconds to make sure something is set up correctly, and they bite the tip of a marker off.

*Blinky and Wiggly are texting* Blinky: Who are you? Someone changed the names in my phone. Wiggly: What did they change my name to? Blinky: Chosen One. Wiggly: Don’t change it back. Blinky: BUT WHO ARE YOU?!?! Wiggly: I’m the chosen one.

Blinky: So we're gonna read what we wrote down so we can tell everyone in the class something about ourselves. Pokey: Okay, my name is Pokey but you can refer to me as Lord Farquad. Blinky: Okay that's not happening- how about you! Tinky: I'm Tinky and I like the movie White Chicks! Blinky: ...Okay... whatever, I respect that. Wiggly: My name is Wiggly and I hate this place, it actually sucks here... Blinky: Okay... and you... Nibbly: *nervous* Uhhh my name is Nibbly and my favorite color is... math.

Police: You’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle. Wiggly, with Pokey and Blinky behind them: Wait, what do you mean THREE?! Police: Yes…three. Wiggly: Oh, my God— What the fuck!? Police: Wha- Wiggly: Tinky FUCKING FELL OFF!

Tinky: Who the fuck- Wiggly: Language! Tinky: Whom the fuck- Wiggly: No.

Wiggly: Blinky, get that hidious thing out of the living room, would you? Blinky: Pokey, Wiggly wants you to get out of the house.

Pokey: They called me the B-word. Wiggly: Motherfucker doesn’t start with ‘b’.

Nibbly: Wiggly is okay. Tinky: he’s okay? he said he was going to break my legs! And don't tell me he didn't mean it, okay?! 'Cause he gave me the mackerel eyes, he meant it! Nibbly: Tinky, Wiggly threatened me. He threatens Blinky every day. He probably threatened Pokey before breakfast this morning. It's what he does. Grow a pair.