*Arriving back at the dorms... That sure was a good dinner we had with our friends.
Gaffer and Fatatatita run off to play in the dorms corridors, exerting their pent-up energies.
PD: Their sandwiches were yummy.
Rosita: And the burritos were buenisimos.
Count: I especially liked their Trick-Oreo-Treat dessert.
Me: Yeah, though the vanilla ice cream with melted crunchy peanut butter sauce and crumbled PB sandies was good too.
OK guys.. We'll have shows and stories in the fanfic reading room tomorrow... Methinks it's time to get to bed now.
*Collective sigh of contentedness from the group... Pajamas and night clothes in hand, we take turns changing in the bathroom and brushing our teeth, so as both sets of roomies have some privacy during the removal and subsequent redressing for a good night's sleep.
Before I forget, would you ladies like to do the honors?PD and Rosita: Sure!
Rosita: MC Dorms were brought to you by the letter ye.
Count: Huh?
Rosita: That means Y in Spanish.
Me: Oh.
Rosita: No, ye.
Me: Will talk to Lisa.
Count: Isn't that vhat's gotten us into this routine?
Me: Oy.
Count: That's her line tooyou know...
Me: Sheesh.
Count: And that's Kermit's line.
Me: Forget it...
Prairie: And by the number, um... what was it again... oh yeah, 8.
Count: Mmm, eight beautiful notes.
*All quietly: Buenas noches.