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wtf happens at trance events // accepting!

  Oh shit! He didn’t expect her to catch him in the act, “uh- this ain’t wha i’ looks like!” Hopefully, she could believe him, “trus me Mai! Is just…” he couldn’t get himself out of this, could he? Panicking, Valon needed to clear himself with all of this. 

                      ❝ What about…mass murder or GIANT EXPLOSIONS? Will that cut it or are you just as SICK as I am, hmm? … Not that I’m confessing to a crime or anything. ❞

aussie teaches chinaman cricket // accepting!

  She was...lying to herself? That didn’t sound good, not at all and was worried what the lie was, at least he could let her know he was there for her. It was the kind of guy he was. 

“Trance!”

“Look at my eyes, help me! Help me!”

“I’m...really loving the event.”

“Ew, is this bitch a fuckin’ lizard?”

“He said I was fucked, but I’m not.”

“Bro, you know I love you, bro!”

“Listen, I don’t appreciate you enough.”

“I got your back, bro.”

“You’re my best bro-friend.”

“About yesterday bro, let’s not talk about it.”

“Bro! Don’t dehydrate, have some water, man.”

“Oi! Don’t skull it, man! You might drown you jellyfish!”

“Oi bro, want some Vicks?”

“Oh WTF...WTF...AHHH!!”

“Thankyou...thankyou...”

“Mate, you’re sixteen and you’re on drugs, what’re you doin’?”

“Shut up, I ain’t sixteen.”

“Hit me, ya cunt.”

“Mate, you’re in school uniform and- is that a maths book?”

“Hey bro, ya got any snapchats?”

“Do you got facebook?”

“Fuck, this bitch keeps spiking my drink.”

“This is so good!”

“We always give the trance the chance!”

“Yeah...”

AUSSIE TEACHES CHINAMAN - CRICKET sentence starters

“You’re the voice, try and understand it.”

“Mate, you can’t say that.”

“Mate, I’m not gonna bow. He’s not a King! He’s a fucking idiot!”

“You’re not worth my neck muscles, mate!”

“Cricket, is a universal sport, played by the English and cab drivers around the world.”

“Mate! What did I say about cutting in? This is not a queue!”

“So ding-dong, what do you know about cricket?”

“Cricket…yummy!”

“I eat with rice, fish, soy sauce…”

“I’m talking about the sport, not the bug mate. You fucking frog!”

“Yeah, frog good too.”

“Why is he so good at bowling? Who is this cunt? Shane Wong?”

“Keep your distance, or I’ll crack your skull.”

“__, you have bird poo on your face.”

“Mate! It’s sunscreen!”

“Bleh! That’s your bird poo?! I know poo poo, that’s not taste like bird poo.”

“What’re you doing? This is not a cooking show on SBS!”

“I’m teaching you how to bat.”

“Oh! I know this one, I know bat.”

“Mate, it’s not having a wank!”

“Fuck, that was nice.”

“I don’t like you, alright? We’re not friends!”

“__, we best friend soon. White man, Chinaman, Shanghai Noon!”

“I’m anti-world vision. The only thing I’ll donate, is a punch to your face!”

“__’s Asian?”