Incorrect School Spirits - Blog Posts

NAH THESE ARE SO FUNNY (also now wondering if I’ve ever seen a bird with the same birthday as me as well)

Incorrect twitter posts, comment if I should make more!

Wally: *Gently taps table*

Charley: *Taps back*

Maddie: What are they doing?

Rhonda: Morse code.

Wally: *Aggressively taps table*

Charley: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

Maddie: I think we're missing something.

Wally: Teamwork?

Charley: Cohesion?

Rhonda: A general sense of what we’re doing?

Simon knowing he fucked up: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Maddie: Wasn't Xavier with you?

Simon: In his defense, he was also left unsupervised.

Wally: Charley, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?

Charley: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later

Wally: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Rhonda.

ok chat this is the last one for today ok

Wally: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Charley: The cow???

Wally: What?

Rhonda: Charley, W H Y?

Xavier: I trust Simon.

Claire: You think they know what they're doing?

Xavier: I wouldn't go that far.

Simon: We need to get through this locked door. Claire, give me your credit card.

Claire: Here.

Simon, pocketing it: Thanks. Xavier, kick down the door.

Diego: You kidnapped Maddie? That’s illegal!

Nicole: But Diego, what’s more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing our body snatched friend Maddie, or destroying our chances of convincing her to return to the school?

Diego: Kidnapping Maddie, Nicole!!!

Claire: Diego, listen, whatever I may think of you right now- these guys are counting on you to inspire them!

Diego: What, to kidnap people?!?!

Simon: To work together!

Diego: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!?!?!

Xavier: Diego, we all agreed a spirit wearing our friend’s body as a meat suit does not count as people.

Simon: Does anyone know how to relax? Asking for a friend.

Maddie: What doesn't kill me better start running, because now I'm fucking pissed.

Xavier: Fuck a heatwave, a goth never gets too warm.

Xavier, an hour later: I have heatstroke.

Rhonda writing a letter: Dear Santa, I'm writing to let you know I've been naughty... and it was worth it you fat, judgemental bastard.

Simon: I don't follow the rules. I follow dogs on social media.

Rhonda: Quinn and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-

Quinn: Sentences.

Rhonda: Don't interrupt me.

Xavier: I learned some very valuable lessons from this.

Claire: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away.

Xavier: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God.

Claire: Yeah, perfect.

Quinn: Chillax!

Rhonda: That's not a word.

Quinn: Sometimes the ones who deny 'chillax' are the ones who need to chillax the most.

Simon: What kinds of sounds annoy you?

Xavier: Are we talking real sounds or imaginary ones?

Simon, now interested: Lets say imaginary.

Xavier, staring like he does: Spiders wearing flip flops.

*Simon calls Xavier*

Xavier: Hey Simon, what's up?

Simon, trying to be nonchalant: I'm sitting in a pool of blood, no biggie

Xavier, on the verge of freaking out: Is it... your blood?

Simon, still tryna be a tough guy: Yeah, I think so

Xavier: Do you know where it's coming from?!?

Simon: Probably the stab wound…

Xavier: YOU'VE BEEN STABBED?!?!?

Simon: Oh, yeah, definitely.

Maddie trying to convince Simon she’s not a figment of his imagination: You can trust me! Let's not forget who pulled you out of the river when you were six.

Simon: let's not forget who pushed me in…

Xavier: Chillax!

Simon: That's not a word.

Xavier: Sometimes the ones who deny 'chillax' are the ones who need to chillax the most.