“They got strip clubs on Earth?”

Between Terrans and Blackjack, Rocket has had enough of terribly named groups.

//: Had to cause I love the goggles #NewProfilePic

”Good job, buddy.”

“If I blow up the ship with this, it is entirely Drax’s fault.”

“Show off.”

They need a mature person to break up this fight. Where’s Gamora?

He’s swooning.

“That imposter isn’t wrong. Quill can’t handle his beer.”

“Goddamn it, Quill.” Why’d he have to drag up the past?

“Yo, Barnes. You alright?”

“What. Did you. Just call me?”

Say it again and your little friend downstairs and it’s... luggage will get blown off your body. No more flannel funtime for Bucky!

“Sorry, must’ve mistaken you for it since you look like hot garbage.”

“....Why?”

“I’m not afraid to shoot them /and/ you.”

Where the hell is Groot?

“Is it always this lame on Terra? Come on, where are the parties?”

“What time is it?” He’s waking up from his drunken stupor.