Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: I think Beau's watch is slow...
Gonzo: That's not the only thing on him that's slow.
Ryan: How rude!
Gonzo: What? I meant his feet, he's a very slow runner.

 

[BEAR]

Clifford: *walking past to Dorm room* *sees the crazy happenings* ...I think I'll go stay with Bry for awhile...

Bryan: (slowly opens door to hallway, grabs Clifford's arm and pulls him in the room) Hey, Cliff. You'll be safer in here.

 

[The Count]

What do you mean Erin... It's still crazy with a waking Bo once again unleashed on MC. *Shakes head, trying to keep up and write at the same time, losing battle for both in the process.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Oh! Did you know that a lightning bolt generates temperatures five times hotter than those found at the sun's surface?

Claudia:
Really? Wow, I really did not know that!

Bunsen:
Mmhmm.
*Resting head on his wrist as he hangs in her arms*
You know, I really dislike this.

Beaker:
*Looks to him and nods*
Meesheesh!

 

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: *wipes brow* Thanks Bry man. You wouldn't believe what's goin' down out there. Hey Ernie, Bert, Cookie, Big Bird, how you all doin'?

 

[Beauregard]

Bo: Remember that time he was running the marathon and it took him from 2 o'clock till half-past 2...the next day?
Beau: *blinks*
George: *tangled*
Mildred: Maybe we should get some tea...

 

[BEAR]

Clifford: *wipes brow* Thanks Bry man. You wouldn't believe what's goin' down out there. Hey Ernie, Bert, Cookie, Big Bird, how you all doin'?

All Roomies: (Acknowledge Clifford but mutter things under their breathe about how they can't go out)

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Bo shouldn't you put a stop to this fight? Or at least make it more entertaining?
Gonzo: I could help!
Ryan: Not THAT kind of entertainment...

 

[Beauregard]

Bo: Why stop it when we could sell tickets?
George: *turns around, accidently slapping Bo with the end of the mop*
Bo: Alright! This fight is stopping right now!
Fight: *continues*
Bo: Or not...

 

[BEAR]

Bert: Hey, Clifford. My pigeon Bernice wants to know if you would like to play a game of checkers with her. I must warn you though. She's an expert. I taught her how to play! Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!