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Hi guys. Did I miss much?
Rhonda *scrolls up, reads with wide eyes*
Oh MY. That Stanley is one bad --
Rhonda: Shut yo' mouf. Unless you want another defamation suit from the weasels.
Er... *fumbles with his cuffs nervously* Er, uh, no. You didn't miss much...
*looking over the security tapes for the past few days* Erk! Geez...I see the tower is Weirdo Central once more.
I was thinking of inviting Sam over. I think he may need a break.
Rhonda: He's already broken, that won't help.
Well, come on, guys. We have to go give Prairie Dawn her birthday gift!
Rhonda: Aww. That kid's so cute. I think she still believes in unicorns. Reminds me of my niece.
Which one?
Rhonda: Um. Well, she reminds me of eight or ten of 'em actually. Hard to keep 'em straight when that dumb sister-in-law has a litter, like, every other month...
Ummm...okay...
Rhonda: Don't ever be a rat, honey. It's a hard-knock life for sure. 'S why I never went in for the whole parenting gig.
*trying to get post back on track* What are we giving Prairie?
Oh! Well, I have this cool butterfly garden for her! It's a bunch of itty bitty flowering plants that she can plant in a windowbox or outside, and butterflies will flock to it!
Rhonda: Sweet.
Very thoughtful. Er...she doesn't eat them, does she?
The flowers??
The butterflies.
Uh....no.
Hey, I'm just trying to be diversity-sensitive. You know we do have some insectivores in the building.
Rhonda: Not to mention some codswallop swallowers right in this very apartment.
Huh?
Okay, okay, let's just go give Prairie her gift...come on, help me carry.
Oh. Wow...that's a lot of pots.
Rhonda: *snickering* You think maybe throw a grow-lite in?
Rhonda! Knock it off. Let's go. *the gang heads downstairs*
...Did I miss another joke? *scowl*
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