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Sun Wukong: The only straight I am is a straight-up badass.

It's true.

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Sun Wukong: I suppose you’re right. We really would be better off working together. Tripitaka: So, then… détente? Sun Wukong: Agreed. Tripitaka: Understanding? Sun Wukong: Possibly. Tripitaka: Cooperation? Sun Wukong: Maybe. Tripitaka: Trust? Sun Wukong: Out of the question.

Their relationship in a nutshell.

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SunWukong: I think it's time to start fucking some shit up. GoldenCicada: Oh no. SunWukong: More like "oh yeah!"

Golden Cicada: *grabs him by the tail* No.

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The Jade Emperor to the whole Heavenly court: Do you have ANY idea what’s going on outside?! Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, quietly: Judging by your outrage, I’d guess someone’s having fun?

The real reason he got kicked out of Heaven.

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Sun Wukong: I'm allergic to death.

He is.

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SunWukong: Hey, three eyes, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? ErlangShen: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. SunWukong: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? ErlangShen: Can't really say I have. SunWukong: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. ErlangShen: Sorry, Wukong. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. Two boys and a girl. Three perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

Sun Wukong: Freaks of nature, just like us! *sighs dreamily*

Erlang Shen: Wukong, no.

Sun Wukong: They'd be so beautiful, just like their fathers!

Erlang Shen: They'd be overpowered menaces!

Sun Wukong: *nods excitedly* Just like us!

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Kuimulang: Hey, gurl! Do you wanna go celebrate with me? Jade Maiden: You know I can't be seen in public with you. Kuimulang, lying: Okay, a simple "no" would be fine.

She killed him. She killed him in cold blood.

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Zhu Bajie: My life is a mess. Erlang Shen: Just relax, go get a beer. Zhu Bajie: I don’t want a beer right now. Erlang Shen: Who said it was for you?

Zhu Bajie: Didn't you promise Eldest Brother that you'd stop drinking?

Erlang Shen: Who said it was for me either? *points at one of his sworn brothers in the background*

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Zhu Bajie: Guess what number I’m thinking of. Sha Wujing: 420? Zhu Bajie: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously. Sun Wukong: 69. Zhu Bajie: Yeah it was 69.

Sha Wujing: And you call me immature. Perv. -_-

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Sun Wukong: All I have to do is harness the power within, and I'll turn into a Super Saiyan.

(Wukong takes a deep breath and screams very loudly while Zhu Baiji is just standing there and the other gods quickly move out of the way.)

Tripitaka: Is he still trying to turn into a Super Saiyan? Wukong, stop you're gonna pull a muscle.

Sun Wukong: All I have to do is believe in myself, Master!

He is the Legendary Super Saiyan!

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ZhuBajie: You know, Pinocchio could tell us so much about the universe! He could randomly claim stuff like “The Big Bang happened” and his nose would confirm or deny our theory. BaiLongMa: Pinocchio’s not omniscient, you dumb fuck! His nose only grows when he’s intentionally being dishonest! ShaWujing: Things are heating up in the Pinocchio fandom…

Sun Wukong: *confused* What is happening?

Tripitaka: Discourse.

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Sun Wukong to Tang Sanzang: Any idiot would've know that. Zhu Bajie: I knew that! Sun Wukong: See?

And once again, his point has been proven.

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Erlang Shen: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight. Golden Cicada: But are you shuffling? Erlang Shen: *Sigh* Everyday. Sun Wukong: What language are you two speaking??

They're childhood friends. They speak the same language.

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Sun Wukong: Do you think different paints have different tastes? Golden Cicada: Oh, they do. Erlang Shen: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

Golden Cicada has a tendency to try and taste colourful liquids.

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Golden Cicada: This is getting embarrassing. Tripitaka: Getting? We’re already there!

Trip's right.

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Erlang Shen: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?

Yeah, he would.

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Sun Wukong:I got us all matching friendship bracelets, and you guys said I don't care about our relationship. Golden Cicada: Those are handcuffs. Erlang Shen: Yeah, 'cause we're partners in crime!

And then Golden Cicada just slips out of the handcuffs and flutters away, because their wrists were too thin for the cuffs. XD