Edd: what's your religion, Matt?
Matt: My religion is-
Edd: waitwaitwait... are your gonna say yourself?
Matt: No. It's death.
Edd: oka- WAIT WHAT-?!

Tord: Who wants to call me an ugly horse then buy my ice cream after?
Tom: I'll do the first part
Tord: YOU GOTTA BUY ME ICE CREAMMMMMMMMMM
Tom: ......... k.

Edd: ....
Tord: ....
Tom: ....
Matt: ....
Tord: Hey E-
Edd: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!
Tord: *whimpers*

Tom: UWU MATE
Tord: .... Edd, I don't think we hid the Smirnoff very well...
Edd: BLOODY HELL, TOM-!

*on a hill after trying to kill his friends with a giant robot but was shot by a British alcoholic*
Tord: This is fine.