Meet The Lab Rats
I've been told I look like Tia & Tamara's knockoff sister, Tammy. I have very small hands. Once I went to the ER because I tried to cook. So what I'm lactose intolerant. You think that's gonna stop me from eating 12 bowls of cereal a day?
Bird enthusiast from Washington D.C, also enjoys making people laugh.
Hi it's me, your dad.
Contrary to popular belief, David is in fact not an animatronic built for the sole purpose of improv comedy. He is indeed a human who enjoys things many other humans do, like going hiking, canoeing, playing guitar, and routinely changing his oil.
Wanted for crimes against comedy in three states and the territory of American Samoa. He’ll steal your heart, your shoes, and that funny little bobble-head you keep on your nightstand. Don’t have one? That’s because he got to it before you could. If spotted, alert the comedy police immediately and restrain him with hugs and kisses — otherwise, he may become too powerful and steal your nightstand, too.
Was once funny but siphoned it off into the other Lab Rats for the good of the troupe. Unfortunately it did not change much.
Built like an NFL linebacker in form and function. Catch me in the Commons fishing for the 2-person T-Rex mount.
In search of my next button to press.
It’s great to see you, you look great. I’ve missed you. Sorry if that’s a dumb thing to say, I just. Well I have missed you. Please stop running away I’m trying to connect with you.
Sent from my iPhone
Somedays I'm stuck between a rock and another rock.
Second funniest woman in Lab Rats.
I was coerced into this group and now I'm stuck forever
Jeremiah (Snapple) Joswick
Snapple became a photographer so that he could take self-portraits to convince himself he is cuter than everyone else. Unfortunately, JR and Daniel exist so Snapple still feels insignificant.
Chase requested that his bio only contain the words "among us."
Funniest non-performing member of Lab Rats.
Born to be funny, forced to be a Lab Rat.
I have foreseen that the day will come,
when our freedom isn't held by their thumbs.
They promised us food, that they wouldn't stray.
Forget Little Caesars, it's a Papa Johns day.
But behind the kind and happy walls,
Power leaks off grimy halls.
Old hats speak of limiting shows,
if their forsaken members don't make bios.
Also, I play the cello.
World record holder for world’s stickiest man alive.