#dramatic chipmunk

[correctdndadsquotes]

Scary: I will sign the— Wait a minute… Have you ever heard of a video… [Beth chuckles] that's, um... It's called the Dramatic Chipmunk?

Stewie: We've all seen Dramatic Chipmunk. I'm over it.

Scary: I'll sign it.

[biblioartsbyemma]

Anybody remember the so-called “Dramatic Chipmunk“ from the early days of YouTube? Apparently my rabbit does

[nebularious]

Cringetober day 8: Dead meme!

Holy shit I forgot abt cringetober aaaa

[boricuacherry-blog]

[thewisemankey]

Only in Japan. XD

just saw this clip and i think itd make a funny reaction image what do u think... does it have potential

[marisamakesthings]

It’s the same picture clearly 😂

[kbullet]

When I saw that part of the extended trailer, I had to remember an old friend.

[heckyeahponyscans]

I was walking my do past the playing fields where a bunch of kids were learning soccer, including a group of six or seven year old girls. They were choosing a team name and had almost settled on "The Chipmunks" when one of them said "NO! We should be The Deadly Burns!" The rest of the girls immediately began chanting "The Deadly Burns! The Deadly Burns!", and if that doesn't sum up the dichotomy of being a little girl then I don't know what does.

[kawaiiinla]

[bugeyedfreaks]

I found this video and I’m laughing so hard, it’s truly the only way to watch this episode (also this is what it felt like watching the The PPG Rule!!! for the first time when it was already sped up a substantial amount).

[prettyinpwn]

More GF Incorrect Quotes

(Specifically focusing on interactions with all the Shack gang because Ford didn’t interact enough with Wendy or Soos in the show imo)

*Squad reactions to being told ‘I love you’* Mabel: Thanks fam! Wendy: Oh no. Stan: *cries* I love you too. Ford: Sounds fake, but okay. Soos: *A flustered mess* Dipper: Can I get a refund? 

*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one* Mabel: I will not let you down. Dipper: Sounds fun. Wendy: K. Stan: No, I'm fucking not. Soos: Do I have to be? Ford: Please god, I am so tired. 

Soos: A mouse! Wendy, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you. Ford, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal! Mabel, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy. Stan, gasping: It's Ratatouille! Dipper: His name is Remi, dummy. Soos: ...I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.

*the Squad at Disneyland, in the teacups* Wendy, Soos, and Dipper: *spinning a little and talking* Mabel, Ford, and Stan: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*

*when the Squad drops food* Mabel: Eh, oh well. Wendy: FIVE-SECOND RULE! Stan: FUCK! Soos: *just gets more food* Dipper: *drops to their knees and mourns the food* Ford: *eats the food off the ground*

Soos: So, did everyone learn their lesson? Wendy: No. Ford: I did not. Dipper: I may have actually forgotten one. Stan: Also no. Soos: Oh good, neither did I. Mabel: *Exhausted sigh*

Ford: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them? Stan, watching Dipper screaming, Wendy trying to set a sleeping Soos on fire, and Mabel choking on air: I don't know either.

Wendy: Why did you guys dress up as each other for Halloween? Stan: Ford is the scariest thing I could think of! Ford: Stan told me I should pick the dumbest costume possible.

Ford: *speaking Spanish* Stan: I know, I know. Soos: You speak Spanish? Stan: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Ford speaks.

Wendy: Would you take a bullet for me? Soos: ...yes? *Ford angrily bursts into the room* Wendy: *running away* Great, thanks!

Ford: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute. Soos: No, that's not how you make cookies. Dipper: FLOOR IT!! Ford: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!? Soos: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN- Ford: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES! Stan: DO IT! Soos: NO-

Wendy: What’s wrong? You look 10 seconds away from ripping someone’s throat out. Stan: Fucking Dipper and Ford were trying to invoke one of the minor gods again last night. I didn't get an ounce of sleep, thanks to their bloody chanting.

Dipper: Tell Mabel off, Ford! Assert yourself! Ford: That's my ice cream! Dipper: Good! Now let them have it!! Ford, handing Mabel the ice cream: Here, you can have it!

Dipper: Remember! Curiosity killed the cat! Ford: Yes, but you forget that satisfaction brought it back. So yes, Mabel, go find out if that thing can catch fire! Dipper: You're a bad influence. Ford: And you don't know your sayings.

[elleberquist6]

He knows how to turn on his own and everything😂

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[maretriarch]

angel bunny should've had those creepy little beady red rabbit eyes

[boricuacherry-blog]

[isshojanai]

i have the flu and im totally miserable but to make matters worse i have a mashup of shibuya roll call and dramatic chipmunk stuck in my head. that my brain seems to have generated

[sushiyuzu]

tease

warning: fluff + tension — you start teasing sylus by squishing his cheeks and making silly faces, but sylus quickly turns the tables 👀

- second acc: @blushpawss

“i’m bored…” you whined, dramatically flopping onto the couch next to sylus.

he glanced at you from the book he was reading, raising an eyebrow. “is that so?” he asked, his deep voice teasing.

“yes, and you’re not helping!” you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “you’ve been sitting there reading for ages, and i’m just dying of boredom here!”

sylus chuckled softly, flipping a page in his book. “what would you like me to do about it?”

“entertain me, of course!” you said, leaning closer to him, resting your chin on his shoulder. when he didn’t respond immediately, you gave a fake, dramatic sigh, nudging him gently. “hellooooo? mr. fun police?”

he smirked at your antics but didn’t take his eyes off the page. “i thought i was supposed to be the responsible one,” he replied with a playful tone. “can’t be fun all the time, you know.”

you pouted, but a mischievous idea popped into your head. without warning, you reached up and pinched his cheek gently, pulling it out just a little.

sylus blinked, clearly caught off guard. “what are you—”

“oh my gosh,” you giggled, giving his cheek a little tug. “look at you, all serious with your book… and now you’re like a little chipmunk!” you laughed, delighted by how his face changed when you squished it.

he tried to keep a straight face, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching. “are you seriously doing this right now?” he asked, his voice amused.

“oh, i’m just getting started,” you said, still giggling as you moved your hands to his other cheek, pulling them both outward now. “look! now you’ve got fish lips!”

sylus sighed, but you could tell he was trying not to laugh. “you’re impossible.”

“and you’re too handsome! i need to fix that,” you teased, smushing his cheeks together until his lips puckered into an exaggerated pout. “there we go. much better!”

you burst into laughter, absolutely losing it at how ridiculous he looked with his face all squished up like that. sylus, ever the good sport, just shook his head slightly, his crimson eyes still glinting with humor.

“i see you’ve found a new hobby,” he said, his voice slightly muffled by the way you had his face trapped in your hands.

“you’re too serious all the time!” you said between giggles, still holding onto his cheeks. “i’m just trying to loosen you up a bit!”

“this is… certainly one way to do it,” sylus replied, his tone dry but playful.

you laughed again, giving his cheeks a little wiggle before letting go. his skin bounced back into place, and you couldn’t help but giggle at how quickly he regained his usual calm, handsome look.

“how do you do that?” you asked, poking his cheek once more. “it’s like your face is made of rubber or something.”

“practice,” he said with a grin, finally closing his book and setting it aside. “you done yet, or are you planning to keep torturing me?”

“oh, i’m definitely not done!” you said with a playful grin, scooting closer to him. “now that i’ve discovered how fun your face is, there’s no going back.”

before sylus could react, you grabbed his face again, this time squishing his cheeks upwards so his eyes looked smaller and his lips pressed together in a funny way. “look! now you’re a grumpy cat!”

you both burst out laughing at the ridiculous face you’d made, and sylus finally gave in to the silliness of it all. “you’re unbelievable,” he said, his voice filled with affection despite the playful complaint.

“but you love it,” you said with a grin, leaning forward to kiss his squished cheek.

he smiled, his crimson eyes softening as he looked at you. “i do,” he admitted, his voice gentle.

you were about to pull away, satisfied with your teasing, when suddenly sylus moved faster than you expected, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you closer to him in one swift motion.

“hey—!” you yelped, caught off guard, but your words died in your throat when you saw the mischievous glint in his eyes.

before you could react, sylus leaned in and gently bit your cheek, just enough to make you squeak in surprise.

“s-sylus!” you gasped, your face instantly heating up. “what the heck was that?”

he pulled back slightly, his lips curving into a playful smirk. “what? you were squishing my face, so i figured it was only fair.”

your heart skipped a beat at how close he still was, his warm breath brushing against your skin. “i… i didn’t bite you!”

he chuckled, the sound low and teasing. “well, maybe you should’ve,” he teased, his hands still resting firmly on your waist, holding you in place.

you could feel your cheeks burning, and the playful atmosphere suddenly shifted, the air between you charged with something else entirely. sylus’s gaze was intense, and you could feel the tension building as his thumb brushed softly against your side.

“what’s the matter?” he asked, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “you’re looking a little red.”

“i’m not—” you stammered, but your body betrayed you, the heat rising in your face impossible to hide. “you’re… too close.”

“am i?” he whispered, his lips dangerously close to your ear now.

you couldn’t form a proper response, your heart pounding in your chest as his breath tickled your skin. for a moment, it felt like the world had narrowed down to just the two of you, and the teasing had turned into something much more… electric.

“you’re adorable when you’re flustered,” sylus murmured, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes, his smirk softening into something more affectionate. “i like it.”

you swallowed hard, trying to keep your cool, but it was impossible with the way he was looking at you, his crimson eyes full of warmth and mischief.

“y-you’re impossible,” you muttered, trying to sound annoyed, but the way your voice shook betrayed you.

sylus laughed softly, finally releasing his hold on your waist and leaning back. “maybe,” he said with a grin, “but you love it.”

you huffed, trying to regain your composure, but the truth was… yeah, you did.