Gang?!

Max: Yo! Give us all of your money or else! Jay: (holding a pistol up) YEAH NOW!! Butch: (on a roof with a sniper in case of an emergency) Kane: (feeling a bit bad for you but doesnt show it) Quentin (in the car as getaway driver not wanting to watch it happen)

Butch: well it's no good to us if we can't get to the money now is it? Jay: Yeah we can't just shoot you with a sniper rifle. Max: so what's the problem? Just give us the money and we'll let you go.

I go silent as usual not the talking type

Maks: (спросивает) что ты делаешь? (слышит громкое)

Max: ...You know, you're kinda a pain in the ass. Kane: ...You're not wrong.

pain in the ass? ill show u pain in the ass! *I shoot myself in my ass*

Max: (looks at you, stunned) ...You are definitely stupid. Kane: (sighs) ...You're a mess.

Max: Yo! Give us all of your money or else! Jay: (holding a pistol up) YEAH NOW!! Butch: (on a roof with a sniper in case of an emergency) Kane: (feeling a bit bad for you but doesnt show it) Quentin (in the car as getaway driver not wanting to watch it happen)

I got my own gang

Max: Yeah right, we dont believe you.

Scout:*grabs a bat*

Max: Hey, put that down! Jay: You think you're gonna fight us? Butch: (from the roof) You're just a kid, you dont stand a chance. Kane: (whispering) Guys, we should just go. Quentin: (in the car, starting to panic)

OH GUYS *whole tf2 comes over having guns*

can i ask you a question

Max: Uh... Sure.

are you sure you want to hear that