Theater Kid Who’s Bad At Theater

Jack: if oiji boards aren't real, when I die, it'll be my unfinished business to make them real, so they'll be real in about two months Davey: two months??

Jack: RACE! You're going way too fast! Race: cut me some slack! It's a miracle a guy from Manhattan can drive in the first place

Jack, bawling his eyes out to sad music: and I'm sorry I was a dick- I didn't mean it! Race, running past with a small army of newsies: RAH RA-AH-AH-AH! ROMA-ROMA-MA GAGA OOH LA-LA, WANT YOUR BAD ROMANCE!

the evil temptation to do a newsies ask blog with my art... perchance if I had some newsies asks I would answer them and draw them...

Jack: my life is falling apart! Crutchie: what's the tea? Jack: what the fuck did you just say to me? Crutchie: I'm attempting social lingo Jack: it's disturbing Crutchie: noted

Race: imagine crying so hard that you create ersters Albert: ...what- Race: oysters or whatever, cmon man, we've been over this Albert: that was not the issue with that sentence

Jack can draw almost anybody if he tries hard enough, after a while he can create something that pretty much resembles them. Except for Davey, who he has tried drawing millions of times over, yet cannot seem to get just right.

Hotshot: soo.. what's your type? Spot: stupid Hotshot, looking over at Race: checks out Race, looking up from where he's dealing cards: what are we talkin about?

there's a production of newsies going on locally with some of my friends as leads but I can't go see it because I'm already in another show that runs each night at the same time

Davey: I don't know what I'd be without you Jack: still a nerdy loser virgin with no friends? Davey: I'd have better grades though

Spot: no- we don't need to go to the candy isle, check the list babe Race: it says we need candy Spot: ...let me see that Race, handing it over: see? Spot: ...I don't exactly remember crossing off stew ingredients to then write 'candy' in crayon Race: musta been one of the kids Spot: with your handwriting

Spot, realising he's in love with Race: Oh- oh no. Fuck- no why!?