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*yells from room* I'm not tempremental!!!

Skeeter, I sent you a PM. Wanna make sure. Did you ever get it???

You three will miss me when I'm gone this weekend and you know it. *storms off to her own room and slams the door*

Down dog! You don't eat out of the fridge. Here I'll feed you. *gets some dog food and places it in front of the dog* And father! Get up outta that chair and mow the lawn!!!

And he came....hmm.. I do need you to mow the lawn, fix Vic's computer seems he can't get onto that crazy website again, and you get to cook dinner.

*looks at dog* What is his problem today. You'd think he hated to spend time with his family.

Oh no. He has a cold. So he's staying home today. *laughs at the dog* *mutters* Good boy.

Oh no you don't. You have today off remember? And someone feed that dog! Toast obviously isn't good for him.

*at stove wearing an apron, talking with a spatula in my hand* (I talk with my hands in real life so use your imagination) I saw you give that dog your toast! Do you think I was born yesterday??

*yells to the distant son who won't come out of his room* And come feed your dog! *to father* You are not off the hook. I saw that.

(This is just wrong. I had nothing to do with this. Oh well, like the nutball I am...) Look, if you have a problem with my cooking you can just start doing all of it yourself.

*shakes head* Now how does that always turn out? I'm amazed. Animal, you get to keep your solo.

Anyone! Animal, get back here with the group!

Don't worry about it. Just thought you might like to know it was happening. Now be a good kid and try not to kill the computer.

Ok Vic. I'm glad you're not too mad at me. It turns into All together now at exactly 57 seconds into the song. During the second time Dr. Teeth sings the chorus.

In our room... *phone rings...no one is home but Sprocket* Sprocket: *knocks phone off the hook* Arf, Arf *pants* Beth: *on the phoneHello?? Sprocket: Bark!! Beth: Hi, we were wondering if you wanted to go to a resturant on Monday?? You know for lunch? Sprocket: Bark, Bark *nods, picks up...

*shakes head and makes a face* I dunno. I wish sometimes I woulda hired a different drummer.

*looks at Beau* Now look at what you did! *knocks on door* Vic, honey open up! (I know. I'll blame it on lack of sleep and too much coffee. That and the fact that I'm a certifiable nutball!)

Animal stop! We're only guessing and not....Too late.

*hands on hips* You're not listening. You didn't even hear a word I said. Why don't you ever listen? *throws hands up* You're impossible!