*Before a concert*
Jack: Alright talk to me man, how we lookin?
Ryan: sexy, but not like we're trying too hard. Like sure we're trying but it's effortless-
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Adam: Are you crying?
Ryan sniffling: no it's an allergic reaction
Adam concerned: to what?
Ryan sobbing: life
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Ryan: Jack and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us
Adam Sighing: What did Jack do?
Ryan: he chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...
Jack: Who wants a steering wheel?
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Jack, dramatically: They called me a fool.
Adam, sick of Jack's shit: They weren't wrong.
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Adam: Pick a card, any card.
Ryan: Fine.
Adam: Wait, that's my credit card!
Ryan: You said any card.
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*AJR live streaming, and somehow Jack got stuck to the ceiling and screaming*
Adam: forget about that poor son of a bitch anyways
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Adam: Where is Jack? We have a concert in 10 minutes.
Erza: Doing stuff.
Adam: I don't like the sound of that; where is Ryan?
Erza: Trying to stop Jack my from doing stuff.
Adam: Austin?
Erza: Stopping Ryan so Jack can do the stuff.
Adam: And you?
Erza: Distracting you so that Jack can do the stuff.
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Adam: I hate you.
Jack: Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that is untrue.
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Jack jiggling a room doorknob, trying to escape: fucking great, the door's been locked from the outside
Ryan: we seem to be stuck in one of those 'can't leave until we do something rooms
Jack: ok then, no problem
Ryan: wait, um, it says 'welcome to the "can't leave until you are emotionally honest with each other" room.
Jack jiggled the doorknob even harder: WE ARE GONNA DIE IN HERE
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Ryan: I wish we could block people in real life.
Adam: It's called a restraining order.
Jack: Murder
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Ryan: I sleep with a sword under my pillow.
Austin: I sleep with a knife.
Adam: Both of you are pathetic.
Ryan: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?
Adam: A Jack
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*Abla slides $20 over*
Abla: Please date me.
Jack: What the fuck do you think I am?
*Alba throws a free chipotle coupon*
Jack: I'm only accepting because I feel pity for you.
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Jack: Hey, Ry?
Ryan: Yeah?
Jack: If your name started with an M does that mean we would would have named the band JAM?
Ryan: It's four AM, please stop
Adam: No wait he's got a point
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*Jack and Ryan on jail for pulling off after yelling an officer scissors when he asked for their papers.*
Ryan: WE WANT TO MAKE OUR CALL.
Jack: YES.
Jack: wait who are we gonna call?
Ryan: Dad?
Jack: HA! no, thank you, I feel safer in jail.
Ryan: what about Adam?
Jack: HA! are you kidding me? I don't want my head ripped off, thank you.
Ryan: you know what? The floor looks actually very comfy
Jack: yes yes, and look! There's someone's clothes, weirdly with blood stains. Alright we can use them as a blanket!
Jack: wonderful idea mate, wonderful idea
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HumorThese are just things I thought about AJR at 3 am ⚠︎ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ: sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ⚠︎︎ 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆 = 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 Finished: February 2, 2023
