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Phil, walking into the kitchen:
Tubbo: Good morning Phil!
Tubbo: You may be wondering why I'm glued to the ceiling.
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Phil: I want to show you a picture that really upset me last night.
Tommy: Okay, but in my defense, Tubbo bet me 50 cents that couldn't drink all that shampoo.
Phil: That's not what I-
Phil:
Phil: YOU DRANK SHAMPOO??
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Phil: Hey, Techno. Can you do me a small favor?
Techno: I would literally kill for you, but go on.
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Tubbo: I think you can get some jelly. Some squeezable jelly.
Phil: Oh! Right! Where can I get that?
Tubbo:
Tubbo: From the jelly man.
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Tommy: Aye, this pushpop is bangin, yo!
Tubbo: Thats a fucking gluestick
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Techno: You gotta learn to love yourself!
Phil: ...But don't you hate yourself?
Techno: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.
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Tommy: Let me copy your homework.
Tubbo: What?? You didn't do it??
Tommy: No. Let me see yours.
Tubbo: I was supposed to copy it from you!
Tommy: Well, shit.
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Techno: Where's my axe?
Tubbo: I ate it.
Techno: Why would you eat it?? I need it!
Tubbo: No you don't.
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Tommy: Wil, I screwed up big time.
Wilbur: Given your daily experiences, I wouldn't be surprised. I need you to be more specific.
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Tommy: I don't have friends and I don't want any.
Tubbo: Bold words for someone within my hugging range, boss man.
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Techno: SAY YOU'RE SORRY!
Tubbo: I'm sorry!
Techno: AND WHY ARE YOU SORRY??
Tubbo, sobbing: I'm sorry for calling you agressive!
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Wilbur & Tommy: *accidentally set the drug van on fire*
Wilbur: FUCK! We need an adult!
Tommy: You ARE an adult!
Wilbur: Oh fUCK!
Wilbur: Then we need an adultier adULT!
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Wilbur: What are you doing up so early?
Tubbo, mixing a bowl full of batter: Couldn't sleep, didn't sleep, so I'm making food until I inevitably pass out in the next 5 minutes.
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*air horn sound*
*second air horn sound*
Phil: This isn't deodorant...
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Tommy: I dare you-
Phil: Tubbo isn't allowed to take dares.
Tommy: Why not?
Tubbo: I have no regards for my personal safety.
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Police Officer: Pull over.
Wilbur: Actually it's a cardigan, but thanks for noticing.
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Tommy: Oh please, I'm a Minecrafter. So I was born with a certain sense of direction.
Tommy:
Tommy: Now, where am I?
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