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MAZEL TOV! You have no life! Neither do I! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! <throws around some muffins>

HA! So THAT'S the trick! Hm... Rooooooooobiiiiiiiiiiiiin... Five year olds do understand graphing functions with holes and slant horizontal asymptotes, right?

I'm not figuring out what x is, I'm just graphing it. And yes, that's what I mean. Finally finished problem one! Now onto number two.... Muffin, anyone?

Christy, I do believe you have just induced brain lightning! Which means the next chapter just might finally have a point, a goal, a thing to work towards and provide a plot that can be scattered with all sorts of good stuff! YAY! THANK YOU! Now all I have to do is finish my homework... And then...

Lisa: <leaning against doorpost of room 24, glaring at door of room 25> Same way you knew without a doubt that it was I who made the thud. <Raises and lowers eyebrows> Beware the wrath of Lyan... <giggles> <starts to close door, stops, throws it back open> And I am NOT SICK! I was just tired. I...

Lisa: I am NOT sick. Rowlf: Yet. Lisa: <Glares.> I am not sick, and I am not GETTING sick. Rowlf: You're awful tired for someone who's not getting sick. Lisa: That's called sleep deprivation. Happens all the time. Rowlf: And you don't look so good, either. Lisa: That's because I'm TIRED...

<Giggles> Chef! Ha! Oh how lovely! AT least he uses words... <giggles> I love the entire chapter, Layla, you've heard me rave about a good portion of it and I should really be sleeping now but... well, I love it! Ever so much, and I'll try to tell you all about how I love it some time...

<Ear-piercing squeak>

<Eats muffins>

<Pops up umbrella to shield against raining penguins>

You called? ...What? I am a nagging implement, am I not? ...Oh dear. I just called myself an implement. Now that is something to ponder. MORE PLEASE!

BEAU! You get <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> for that milestone. I would give you 13,000 hugs, but that would take too much time, so you'll have to settle for eighteen. Anyway, mazel tov!

Chapter 7 "Oh! Oh my, oh dear, oh my, oh dear!" Dr. Honeydew shouted. Clifford and Scooter darted in panting and asking what was wrong. "Hmm, what's that? Oh, oh, I just dropped my screwdriver." Clifford took of his sunglasses and wiped his brow. "You were shouting about dropping your...

.......Can't... breathe... I can bounce, but I can't breathe. Oy! OH MY OY MY HOLY MOSQUITOES! CHRISTY! GAH! First off- Dave and Steve, Steve thinking Dave looked familiar, oh my squeeful... Two, I have to say, as SOON as I saw the penguin next to the "tour guide in a navy uniform," I...

Ah! Du! Maggie: Hm? Du bist spaet! Maggie: Um... <consults book of German phrases> Tut mir Leid... Um... Was ist los? Schau mal... Maggie: ...Na ja... Wir brauchen alles. Maggie: Ja. Wir kommen. Gut.

<auf phone> Hallo?... Ja... Brauche hilfen... Was?... Ja, jetzt!... SOFORT!... Danke... Ja... Auf Wiederhoren.

NEIN! MEIN PUFFMAIS! DU............. NEIN! <Lauft>

Oy! Ich habe eine besserer Idee. Eine... wie sagt Mann?... Peace offering. Hier- Puffmais! Fuer du. Heir! Fuer du! Es schmeckt sehr gut...

...Na ja... ist sie ein Person, oder zwei? Ich glaube, sie weiss nicht. Aber... ich auch weiss nicht. Ich kicke die Fussball nicht zu ihr. Aber... Ihm... Mehr Pinguine! <vielen kicken>

Oy... Die Pinguine... Ich soll Fussball probieren... Ja, es verletzt mir oft genug... <Fussball kicken> TORRRRRRRRRR!