(A/N) Y'all getting tickets to AJR's OKO tour?
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Ryan: Dead and came back as a cowboy. I call that "reintarnation".
Adam: I'm getting a restraining order.
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(Street Performing)
Jack: I walk a lonely road. In my bag, I have a giant toad. Don't know where it goes, but it's only me and this giant toad.
The guy that requested "Boulevard of Broken Dreams": 👁️👁️
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Jack: *Dials 911*
Jack: Hey, I hate to be "that guy", but I glued myself to the ceiling again.
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Ryan: I am literally going through hell. Do you even care?
Adam: I care about the fact that you've forgotten the meaning of the word "literally".
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Jack: Hey, Adam?
Adam, trying to do schoolwork: Hm?
Jack: Can someone breathe inside the washing machine?
Adam:
Adam: Where's Ryan?
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(Adam talking about his plan to deal with climate change)
Adam: That's the plan! Alright, any questions?
AJR fans: *Raises hand*
Adam: Yes, you raised your hand?
AJR fans: Your hair looks pretty.
Adam:
Adam: Ah, well, that's not a question-
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(Struggling to finish making a song)
Ryan: Well, Rome wasn't built in a day!
Jack, frustrated and pulling out a lighter: No, but it was burned in one.
Ryan: *Snatches the sheet music away from him*
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AJR simps, gazing lovingly at Adam: You know when you see someone and your heart skips a beat?
Adam, concerned: That's called arrhythmia. You can die from that.
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Interviewer: In your opinion, is it possible for someone to hate music and still be a good person?
Ryan: *Smiles*
Ryan: Absolutely the f*ck not.
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Jack: If you're going to talk sh*t about me behind my back, at least invite me.
Jack: I hate that b*tch, too.
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Ryan: *Curled up on the floor and crying uncontrollably*
Jack, trying to comfort him: Don't cry, bro. Your ass is so fat.
Ryan: I know! I'm thicc as f*ck.
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Interviewer: What are you thinking?
Jack: I'm not.
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Jack: Pregnancy is a hoax. The baby sprouts out of the ground. I've seen it happen.
Jack: People pretend to be pregnant for clout! It started with one woman named Eve and people have been chasing the same high ever since.
Jack: It's an outrage. If you're gonna make something up, at least have all genders be able to get pregnant!!
Jack: It doesn't make sense that supposedly Alba can have a baby in her tummy, but why can't I?!
Jack: WHY CAN'T I HAVE A BABY IN MY TUMMY?!!?
Adam: First of all, what? Second of all, the f*ck??
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Adam: It's fine, they'll move on. They'll get over me eventually.
Ryan: None of your exes have ever gotten over you, though.
Adam: You're damn right they didn't.
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Ryan: A pet rock is a fun pet until you realize that's it's essentially immortal and you've cursed it to an eternity of watching its loved ones die.....
Adam: Why? Why do you do this to me?
Jack: Bold of you to assume you'd be considered a loved one by your pet rock.
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Jack, smirking: On the outside, I'm a baddie.
Jack, immediately trying not to cry: But on the inside, I'm a saddie.
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Adam, holding up his bass: It's time to make papa proud.
Jack and Ryan: Yes, sir!
Adam: I could not have more clearly been talking to my bass.
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Critics: I'm not gonna stand and watch you torture people with your music!
Jack: You can sit if you want.
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Adam: If I have to clean one more blood stain from this carpet, I swear I'm going to kill someone.
Ryan: ....... That sounds a little counterproductive, don't you think?....
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AJR: You know who we are.
Literally everyone: No we don't.
AJR: You know what we do.
Everyone: We're still unclear on who you three are.
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Ryan, texting Adam: There's a moth on the outside of the bathroom door, can you get rid of it?
Ryan: Please hurry, I'm going to cry.
Ryan: Adam?
Ryan: ADAM???
Adam, texting back: Adam is dead. You're next. Love, Moth.
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Thanks for liking my story. Bye.
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AJR Incorrect Quotes
HumorY'all probably already know what Incorrect Quotes are, so just read the book. This is completely random, but idrc.
