Anne: What The Fuck Is Wrong With You??Sasha: What? No Good Morning?Anne: Good Morning, What The Fuck

Anne: What the fuck is wrong with you?? Sasha: What? No good morning? Anne: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??

Sasha: Comparing Sprig and Polly is like comparing apples and oranges. Sprig: We’re both unique in our own ways? Sasha: Apples are superior in every way and all oranges should be eliminated. Polly: Which one of us is the orange?

Marcy: I'm bored, any suggestions? Anne: Sleeping is nice. Marcy: I acknowledge your suggestion, and I’m deciding to ignore it.

Sprig: Turns on the kitchen light Anne: Sitting at the kitchen table, eating ants Sprig: It’s four in the morning. Anne: Turn the light back off.

Therapist: We call that a traumatic experience. Therapist, turning to Anne: Not a "bruh moment". Therapist, turning to Marcy: Not "sadge". Therapist, turning to Sasha: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Eda: Would you like something to drink? [Opens the fridge] We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper-

Luz: Spiders?

Eda: Spiders it is then.

Luz: No, that wasn't-

Eda: [Already pouring a glass brimming with spiders]