isthenextchapterofdgmoutyet:

isthenextchapterofdgmoutyet:

isthenextchapterofdgmoutyet:

so an exorcist and two Noahs walk into a bar
and take up a single seat at the bar

they sit on each others’ laps like a stack of pancakes.

no, this isn’t another “same person” joke dammit when do you think it is, July 2015?

“Sod off, Neah! Get my father off of you, you great big wanker!”

“Allen! I didn’t raise you to be such an uncouth youth!”

“Sorry, Mana…”

“Brother, you’re spoiling him too much! He’s just our puppet! He asked to be!”

“Oh, you’re just jealous, Neah, ‘cause Mana loved me more than he thought it was important to keep his promise with you!!”

“How dare you! I am Mana, and Mana is me! There is no one more important to Mana than me, so get off his lap!! There are other seats at the bar!”

“Fellows…!”

“You’re not my real father!!! You keep running your mouth, and I’ll spill Campbell soup all over you!”

“Go sit somewhere else! He’s my brother!”

“Stop fighting, please! You’re squashing me!”