Arlo: I found 8 flowers!
Daz: that’s 7, Arlo.
Arlo: no! I counted them! See? 1,2,3,4,5,7,8!
Raz: u-um you forgot s-six-
Arlo: ._. S I X I S A N U M B E R ????
Raz and/or Daz: that’s why I hide my heterochromia (I’m aware that I can’t fuqing spell)
Arlo, who is using his 1 1/2 dumba** child braincells: you’re afraid of straight people??
Arlo: *outside, dragging scorpion to some big rocks* over here, is some lettuce *drags him to another rock* over here, is ANOTHER piece of lettuce! *drags scorpion over to three more rocks* AND HERES EVEN MORE PIECES OF LETTUCE *literally all the rocks have random pieces of lettuce on them for no reason*