MC Dorms: Sorry, We're Closed Take 2

[The Count]

Tony! Hey Tony! Now where'd that guy get to? He might want to know the news about MST3K Volume 17 and the four movies selected. Oh well.
*Singing: We will, we will Rowsdower you. *Slams fists, Rowsdower you!

 

[AnimatedC9000]

Digit: *glitching again* O_O *suddenly wearing a ruffly blue shirt and tan pants* *shakes the maracas in his hands* *sings and dances* They call me Cuban Pete,
I'm the king of the Rumba beat,
When I play the Maracas I go
Chick chicky boom
Chick chicky boom

Yes, sir, I'm Cuban Pete
I'm the craze, of my native street
When I start to dance, everything goes
Chick chicky boom
Chick chicky boom

The senorita's they sing,
And then they swing with their lumbaro.
It's very nice!
So full of spice
And when they dance and they bring a happy ring,
They're a care-o, singing a song....
All the day long!

So if you like the beat,
Take a lesson from Cuban Pete,
And I'll teach you to
Chick chicky boom
Chick chicky boom
Chick chicky boom!

Vicki: *somehow is dressed in a cop's uniform and randomly sings* He's a really modest guy
Although he's the hottest guy
In Havana
In Havana...

Digit: *sings* Si Senorita, I know that you would like to chicky boom chick... *dances with her*

Cait: ... what the heck? XPPP

 

[The Count]

And there's our word for the day... Winfall.
Hee, looks like all that experience digging holes with Jess, er, Kelly finally came in handy. Right Meow, er, Fata? *Black cat purrs as we leave laughing.

 

[The Count]

*Leaves cinnabuns for da peeples of the whadya call, dorms.

 

[The Count]

Yay, glorious rain... Darkening the skies... .
Do you believe in magic.
Don't bother to choose.
If it's just plain music.
Or rhythm and blues...

Come along with me.
We'll dance until morning.
Till it's just you and me.

Yeah, it's like trying to tell a stranger about rock 'n' roll.
It's like trying to free the magic in a young girl's soul...

Mmm, do you believe in magic.
Believe believer.

 

[RedPiggy]

Me (sits happily in the rain on a roof in Hispaniola)

Turbo (groans under an old soup can): How can you guys stand all dis?

Rizzo (shrugs): Eh. I ain't much of a fan, but it's just water.

Turbo (shivers): Dat's enough!

Oscar (peeks out of his trash can): Listen ta all dat rain!

Rizzo (nods): Yeh, all dat rain droppin' on yer can is makin' my head explode.

Oscar (nods): Oh, I know! Isn't it just the most frustratingly irritating noise around?

 

[The Count]

Oh, raindrops are droppin' on his can.
That doesn't mean I'm gonna get angry like another man.
No, shouting's not for me.
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining...
Because I'm free...
Nothing's worrying me.
*Trumpet solo from somewhere.

 

[Katzi428]

grumble
Rosita: What's the matter,Kathy?
Diets stink, that's what.
Rosita: Stand up,please.
Why?
Rosita:I just want to see something.
sigh OK. standing up Now what do I need to stand up for?
Rosita stands up too and looks at my stomachMm-hm...hm...nodding her head...then looking at meYou know,Kath...I think you've lost a little weight!
WHAT? Oh come on Rosita,you're not just trying to make me feel better are you?
Rosita: I promise you,Kathy...I'm telling you the truth!
Oh thank you Rosita!hugging her
Rosita:hugging me back You don't need to thank me.Thank yourself!loca chica!laughing You're the one who's been taking walks, not eating junk food,stuff like that. I know it must be hard. But you're doing fine,OK?
All right.Thanks for the pep talk.
Rositaep talk?What's that?
Telling me I can do it, and to stick with it.
Rosita:Ohh...well you're welcome.I'm glad I could help!

 

[The Count]

Of corpse diets stink Kath. Don't you know what they mean? It's DIE with a T!
UD: Someone die?
No, just proving a scientifically longheld well-established point.
UD: Oh, my mistake.
*Goes back to trying to find something good to read from the library of fanfics' offerings.

 

[Katzi428]

Of corpse diets stink Kath. Don't you know what they mean? It's DIE with a T!
UD: Someone die?
No, just proving a scientifically longheld well-established point.
UD: Oh, my mistake.
*Goes back to trying to find something good to read from the library of fanfics' offerings.

LOL about diets being "Die" with a "T". That's a certain orange flabby tabby's psychology too!