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Dayman, ahh-ah-ah
Fighter of the nightman, ahh-ah-ah
Champion of the sun, ahh-ah-ah
You’re a master of karate and friendship for everyone
Dayman, ahh-ah-ah
(Dayman, Dayman, Dayman)
Fighter of the nightman, ahh-ah-ah
Champion of the sun, ahh-ah-ah
(Sun, Sun, Sun, Sun, Sun)
You’re a master of karate and friendship for everyone
DAYMANNNNNNN

Mac: Stage freeze!
Dennis: Don’t say stage freeze, just do it.

Frank: Deandra, you got any bacon bits? We like to put ‘em in Artemis’s hair and they rain down on me when we bang.
Artemis: I feel like a Cobb salad. It’s AMAZING.
Dee: ’Kay, I have no idea why anyone would want to feel like a Cobb salad, but whatever.

samann:bathroomwindow:boredintheburbs:jessiebarber

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Frank: Magazines, magazines. Cut ‘em out with this. What are you lookin’ at?
Mac: Frank, she doesn’t understand what you’re saying.
Dee: No, you gotta say “corte.” That means “cut.”
Frank: Corte, Corte!

Frank: I am gonna blast your face off.

Charlie: WHY DO WE NEVER PLAY NIGHT CRAWLERS ANYMORE, HUH?
Frank: I don’t know, Charlie!
Dee: What is Night Crawlers?
Dennis: It’s a game where they crawl around at ni— in the night like worms.
Charlie: I never said that.
Frank: Well, that’s what it is.
Charlie: INTERVENTION, INTERVENTION! IS NOTHING PRIVATE, FRANK!? JEEEESUSSS. Look, I like that game, I don’t wanna stop playing it.
Frank: Charlie, we can play that game!
Charlie: Promise!?
Frank: Yeah!
Charlie: Woo! YEAHHHH.

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Mac: My God!