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these bitches either need bitches or therapy
Tartaglia: who the fuck set this as our gc name
Scaramouche: Dumbass weren't you the one who did it
Scaramouche: 'I have perfect memory' my ass
Tartaglia: I DIDN'T SAY ALL THE TIME SO FUCK YOU THEN?
Columbina: WDYM 'ALL THE TIME' PERFECT MEMORY APPLIES EVERYWHERE ANYWHERE
Columbina: this mf was given kindergarten level education
Tartaglia: ffs
Tartaglia: whatever
Tartaglia: fuck you bina & mouche i hate u
Tartaglia: /j
Tartaglia: I SAID /J DON'T COME AT ME
Scaramouche: You're not worth the time, anyways
Columbina: ong slay bestie
Columbina: ur so true
Tartaglia: fuck you
Scaramouche: nice try, however
Sandrone: uh oh
Scaramouche: I use the word, so It does not have any effect on me
Scaramouche: checkmate bozo
Dottore: HE SAID IT HE SAID THE LINE
Pantalone: what fucking line
Pantalone: 'checkmate bozo'??
Dottore:
Dottore: uh sure honey
Pantalone: h
Tartaglia: 'honey' gags
Dottore: nahhh shut the fuck up zl wouldn't even say ur name if he wanted/j
Sandrone: he calls u 'mr taglia' as if u guys were bussiness partners or somethinh ifk
Dottore: 'bussiness'
Dottore: was that on purpose
Sandrone: yeah
Tartaglia: holy shittttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt you guys do this EVERY DAY WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME
Scaramouche: you flame the fire, we indulge
Scaramouche: it's as simple as that
Tartaglia: dipshits being poetic again i hAAAAAATE THIS SM
Signora: blame his boytoy lmaoooo
Scaramouche: HE'S NOT MY FUCKING BOYTOY?
Signora: oh so boyfriend then?
Signora: haha, didn't think you'd go beyond being fuckbuddies.
Signora: but seeing as how you'd go as far as to defy your own mother for him...
Signora: well, you get it.
Scaramouche: SIGNORAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK
Pulcinella: Now, now. enough with the bickering.
Signora: sorry grandpa
Scaramouche: whatever
Columbina: goofy ahh
Columbina: hi grandpa
Pulcinella: Just because I'm twice times your age doesn't mean you have to refer to me as 'Grandpa'
Columbina: still doing it anyways
Pulcinella: whatever floats your boat I guess
Arlecchino: Gm everyone.
Columbina: hi bbg <33333
Arlecchino: hi clmbna<3
Tartaglia: dawg whats w the nickname...
Arlecchino: Is there something wrong with it or are you simply judgemental?
Tartaglia: NO?
Tartaglia: its just weird
Arlecchino: by your standards you should be weirded out by the name your significant other calls you
Arlecchino: Ah, what was that?
Arlecchino: 'childay'
Tartaglia: wait rlly???
Tartaglia: HE JUST CALLS ME TARTAGLIA I AIN'T NEVER HEARD HIM SAY CHILDE
Arlecchino: ah well
Arlecchino: he says it all the time
Pantalone: should have a talk with him about that, eh?
Tartaglia: stfu ur literally living in a friends to enemies to friends to besties to lovers fanfic au w 100k words down ur alley
Pantalone: ????
Columbina: he literally just said you're living in a fantasy hajashsjshsjhsjs
Pantalone: projecting aren't you
Sandrone: HOLY SHIT
Columbina: SLAY BESTIE UR DOING AMAZING
Dottore: drools
Dottore: pantalone my beloved
Tartaglia: YOUR NAME IS LITERALLY PANTS IN ITALIAN WDYMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Pantalone: that doesn't correlate to you projecting
Pantalone: get over it
Tartaglia: GRRRRRRRR BARK BARK WOOF WOOF
Pantalone: wtf
Capitano: what the fuck
Columbina holy shit guys he's barking for zhongli probably maybe yes
Dottore: this loos like its entering the topic of furries im outta here
Sandrone: OH GOD HEKP
Pierro: Okay enough of that.
Pierro has muted the chat for 1 hour(s)