TK: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Mox: Uh, piñatas.

Janela: Tables.

Darby: Skateboards on someone's spine.

Havoc: Bones.

Darby: It’s always a good idea to demonstrate to your coworkers that you are capable of withstanding a tremendous amount of pain.

Joey Janela: When they say 2% milk, I don’t know what the other 98% is.

Adam Page: I was sobbing at a pizza buffet, and they asked me to leave.

Jericho: I am not ashamed to say I am often inspired by myself.

Cody, on Mox v Omega: There’s like a 30% chance they’ll both die.

MJF: It’s really hard to say congrats without sounding sarcastic.

Isiah Kassidy: Sometimes you gotta work a little so you can ball a lot.

Orange Cassidy: I don’t want to do things. I want to not do things.

PAC: Oh dude, you forgot to put a shirt on. Don't worry I do it all the time.

Kip Sabian: Warning: high levels of swagger coming through.

Sammy Guevera: Behind every successful man is me, smiling and taking partial credit.

Chuck Taylor: I hope no one minds if I live tweet this bitch.

Brandi: I guess some people object to powerful depictions of awesome ladies.

Kenny: If I keep my body moving, and my mind occupied at all times, I will avoid falling into a bottomless pit of despair.

Havoc, in regards to an upcoming match: The tables showed up which is good, but there are no chairs which is bad.

Matt & Nick to Fenix & Pentagon: If you ever speak to me in Spanish, please use the formal ‘usted.’

Moxley on The Other Place: Boss man, I wanna go home early. Ooh, hold on actually, hang on. Yeah, no, I wanna quit and never come here again.

Adam, crying in his room:

Detention sucked ass. Missing out on a lunch period, just because he was ten minutes late to class seemed like overkill to Darby Allin. Then again, he was a freshman. So maybe he just didn’t get it.

Either way he certainly hadn’t intended to be tardy… again. His skateboard just got wrecked taking a shortcut in. He had to jog the last mile and a half. But that ancient coot Mr. Hebner wasn’t taking any excuses. He’d arrived with torn jeans and a little road-rash from his wipeout, and that’d earned him a few looks. Darby didn’t care, though, holding his chin up as he passed the other students in the hall on his way to the designated time-out classroom.

I’m writing a spoopy comedy fic where OC is a bad roommate that gets worse when supernatural stuff starts happening. 

Chuck is a damsel in distress.. 

Chuck: Shit!

Trent: I need you to promise.