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*Narrator. Join us next time when Sergeant Prawny will say. Prawny: So I ate Byron who was sleeping in my pajamas What he was doing in my pajamas, I'll never know. Byron: Get me out of here! Prawn: *Burp. Xcuse me. Guess something I ate doesn't agree with me. Byron: No I don't! Prawn: I...

Good thing I blasted the chains that bound me to those guys away. *Frowns, no, nothing will happen if you keep posting. Eh, I'll get there yet.

Believe me Bo. You'll know what this is about when it happens.

*The hour hand on the blackened clock moves one space down, in it's slow yet steady counterclockwise motion, moving away from the steel 12 on the cardinal northern point of its face. Eleven eerie tolls of the bone-chilling clock can be heard as the space pointed out by the clock hand turns...

Cake? At a time like this? Knew there was something I forgot. Um. Maybe we should check with Cath. Then again, seeing as how she's not in at the moment. *Calls up Sarah Y's bakery to see if they can deliver a birthday cake with mint green frosting to the dorms for Kermit's party. You...

*In Boris Karloff voice as the Grinch: And don't forget a cherry on top.

Hoping for an update soon. Especially now that you've broken through to the 5K post mark. Congrats on that once again Beth.

Oh. Cannon Movie Tales? Back when I watched them, they were titled the Storybook Cinema series. Still remember the Sleeping Beauty and Red Riding Hood with Isabella Rosselini from my youth. Ah, back when Nickelodeon and The Disney Channel were good channels, and The Disney Afternoon shows...

Zounds! Ziffled by ze zealous zoutherner. Dr. Teeth: Oh yeaaaaah! *Starts playing the keyboard in a manner that would put a smile on even the most curious of Cheshire cats while rockin' to the righteous rock 'n' roll tunes.

Ah. Trust Catherine to put me in a good mood with one of her vonderful posts. Count: Everything OK Ed? Eh, school stuff. Puts me into a bit of a fume over not getting anything done. Not to mention the restlessness over the dissatisfaction and unknowing of my own plans. But enough of that...

Says the prawn who's only three posts away from 96H himself. And I'm moving ever closer to being only 1100 posts behind that clumsworth custodian myself as well.

*Hands Kathy a box of tissues.

Count, passing by: Hello Confused. I'm the Count. Methinks you have a half named Sylum living here too. *Whispers in Ryan's ear about the plans. Go talk to Catherine young prawn.

Huh? Nothing about Butch and Clyde tending to Zongo, along with the inference that as far as Mr. Singer's concerned, the events of Old Friends never happened? That's got a glum Gonzo trudging off back to the Happiness Hotel. But I'm sure Sean has his reasons and will show them in the next...

Count: Hi Alex. Hi Animal. Vell. The frog decorations are vhat ve're hanging up now. Cath's the one you should go talk to about helping out vith the party preparations. Although. Ve do need someone strong and experienced at beating a flat surface to pound out the balloons. *Reveals a...

*Twiddles thumbs. Wonder if there'll be a new chapter posted soon. Course, I probably need to go over the small subtle changes needed. But eh, I just want this great story to get an update!

Count: *Leans in. Uh Grover, it vasn't I who asked that question. It vas Pops. Maybe ve need some more people to count their wotes. Seems noone's come to help out your cause or Bunsen's for that matter since yesterday.

Thanks Traveling Pat and Lana. You guys OK? Need anything to drink? If so, please call Grover over, he's doing the waitering here.

*OOC: OK then. It'll have to be done next week. Was hoping to get this done this weekend to clear my calendar a bit given exams and stuff. But is hokay. Now go update that fic of yours!

*Intercom: Hello housemates. Well, the polls for the last eviction have closed. Hate to say it, but Alex, the people have spoken and you must now leave the house. Please gather up all your things and exit through the front doors. As for Beth and Dan, congratulations on making it this far...