#source- the grinch

[uncorrectintamed]

Wen Qing: Maybe you should go visit your sister.

Wei Wuxian: My schedule wouldn't allow it! 4:00 wallow in self pity; 4:30 stare into the abyss; 5:00 solve world hunger (tell no one); 5:30 jazzercise; 6:30 dinner with me, I can't cancel that again; 7:00 wrestle with my self loathing. I'm booked!

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Eridan: the nervve of those humans invvitin me to a holiday party on such short notice

Eridan: evven if i wwanted to go to the christmas party my schedule wwouldn’t alloww it

Eridan: four o clock, wwalloww in self pity

Eridan: four thirty, stare into the abyss

Eridan: fivve o clock, solvve wworld hunger, tell: no-one

Eridan: fivve thirty, jazzercise

Eridan: six thirty dinne,r wwith me- i cant cancel that again!

Eridan: seven o cloc,k wwrestle with my self loathing

Eridan: im booked!

Eridan: of course if i bump the loathing to nine i could be done in time to lie in bed stare at the ceiling and slip slowwly into madness

Eridan: …

Eridan: but wwhat wwould i wwear!?

[tf2incorrectquotes]

After meeting the Heavy:

Medic: Ah! *clutches chest* ARRRRGH! ARCHIMEDES, HELP ME! I’M… FEELING!! *collapses*

Archimedes: Chirp?

[alicentsstark]

Iceman: Any calls? Slider's Answering Machine: You have no messages Slider: Odd. Better check the outgoing. Slider's Answering Machine: If you utter so much as one syllable, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH! If you'd like to fax me, press the star key.

[cybergoth-damsel]

Guy sees Grinch for the first time REACTION

[waterfire1848]

[ Azula watching Zuko and Katara talk in Ba Sing Se. ]

Azula: She’s a good person. Bad judge of character though.

[wyatthaliwells]

Now you listen to me, young lady! Even if we're HORRIBLY MANGLED...there'll be no sad faces on Christmas. How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) | dir. Ron Howard

[incorrect-tmnt2012-quotes]

Shinigami: Do I have a crush on Karai? Ha ha ha! Of course not!

Mikey: I didn’t ask you that.

[incorrect-skylanders-quotes]

Glumshanks: The nerve of the Skylanders, inviting me to a Christmas party. And such short notice, too! Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn’t allow it!!

Glumshanks: Let’s see, four o’clock, wallow in self-pity.

Glumshanks: Four-thirty, stare into the abyss.

Glumshanks: Five o’clock, help Kaos solve world hunger. Tell no one.

Glumshanks: Five-thirty, jazzercise.

Glumshanks: Six-thirty, dinner with me. I can’t cancel that again!

Glumshanks: Seven o’clock, wrestle with my self-loathing.

Glumshanks: …I’m booked! 'Course, if I move the loathing to nine, I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling, and slip slowly into madness.

[theghooligan]

dark impulse mikey, *externally*: so, how do you want to die?

dark impulse mikey’s *internal dialogue*: even if i wanted to go, my schedule wouldn't allow it. 4:00, wallow in self pity; 4:30, stare into the abyss; 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one; 5:30, jazzercise; 6:30, dinner with me —i can't cancel that again; 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing. ... i’m booked. of course, if i bump the loathing to 9, i could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling, and slip slowly into madness…

[ladymiraclewings]

Eda: *is angry and breaking everything in sight*

Luz: The anger!

Hunter: The fury!

Raine, swooning: The muscles…

[incorrects-pmatga-quotes]

Buttler: My lord, what is Berry Day really about? Lord Betrayus: VENGEANCE!

[incorrecttlg]

Kion: Did i have a crush on Jasiri? Of course not!

Kiara: I didn't ask you that.

[persephoneflowerpetals]

Hades: *getting all angry and flared up about something*

Pain: The anger!

Panic: The fury!

Persephone: *swooning* The muscles!

[incorrecttigerandbunny]

Lunatic: The nerve of those heroes. Inviting me over there- and on such short notice! Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn't allow it.

Lunatic: Four o'clock, wallow in self pity; 4:30, stare into the abyss; 5:00, solve world hunger - tell no one. 5:30, jazzercize. 6:30, dinner with me - I can't cancel that again. 7:00, wrestle with self loathing. I'm booked.

Lunatic: Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9:00 I could still be done in time to lie in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness. But what would I wear?

[angelofthenight]

Bran, holding out his thumb: TAXI!

Taxi driver: *drives right past him screaming because of his creepy stare*

Bran:

Bran: ITS BECAUSE IM CRIPPLED ISN'T IT