DC:  Now, I know I've never asked anything of you guys before.

*beat*

California: Did he seriously just say that?

Florida: Son of a bitch! This is why I need mad scientist insurance! They even took my novelty slot-machine! Who DOES that???

Georgia: DC, there appears to be some very angry men approaching from outside.

DC: Jehovah's Witnesses?

Georgia: Angrier.

Florida: Can I still cut your leg off?

Utah': *gives him a "WTF?!" look*

Tennessee: Hey Bama, take your love triangle outside, some of us are trying to sleep.

Alabama: Outside is a cold heartless vacuum.

Tennessee: So's Indiana.

Texas: I don't even know what he's doing right now, he's just dancing around naked!

Florida: Yo, my name's Florida, and you know I'm always kissing guys!

DC: We could use a little help, y'know!

Gov: We are providing tactical moral support.

IDC:  Go team.

California: But I don't wanna live in a giant mistake!

Nevada: TOUGH SHIT, KID!

Massachusetts: Okay, your story sucks.

New York: You suck!

Gov: Hawaii... I really don't think this is going to work out.

Hawaii: I know.

Gov: You know, you're really a nice girl.

Hawaii: I know.

Gov: And it's not you, it's me.

Hawaii: I know.

Rhode Island: Oh, just give us the sugar you little shit, or I'll just disembowel your goddamn guts and chew on it like a Soylent Snicker bar in Hannibal Lecter's candy factory!

Austin: Well, that does sound like Oprah.

Wow so much of TBF is so unfunny now