Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: <Looks up> Can anyone help me translate the next four pages from Sigmund Freud to basic English before what's left of my minds explode? ...Anybody? ...<Hears crickets>... Hey Robin, your bedtime snack's ready...

 

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: Yo, Lisa! It just so happens I know somebody who's an ace at Freud! Yup! Right here! *moves aside revealing Camilla* She's always been real close to psychoanalysis. She even knows which came first, the chicken or the egg.
Camilla: Bragawk!
Clifford: Not too much thanks needed. A peck on the cheek will do nicely.

 

[Leyla]

<Jimmy is running in panicked circles>

Wanda: What on earth has gotten in to you?
Jimmy: Git the sandbags, hide mah good socks!
Wanda:... what good socks! What on earth is the matter with you?
Jimmy: That one down there... Ah heard her... she said her minds er gonna explode.
Wanda: Oh, don't be ridiculous. She doesn't mean that literally.
<Leyla strides past and drops army helmets on her roomies before donning on herself.>
Leyla: Wanda, honey... have you forgotten where we are? And your own personal history?
Wanda: SANDBAGS! HIDE ME! SAVE ME!

 

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: ...<tilts head> <considers> How 'bout I hold off on the peck on the cheek until after I write the paper on this Freudian reading I've gotta turn in tomorrow? Sound good, Cliff? <Scoots over> Thanks SO much, Camilla. What the heck does this sentence mean? ...

 

[theprawncracker]

Camilla: *peers at sentence* Braw, brawk bawk bawk. Byuck bawk bawk brawk buck buck buck bawk bragawk bawk brawk. Byuck bragawk! Bawk.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: ...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

 

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: See? She's good, ain't she? Heh heh.

 

[Erine81981]

Stinky: It's been such a hot day. I hope someone comes by to water me.

Grouch: *pops up from a trashcan from outside* Hey you! The plant. What's the dill with this place?

 

[BEAR]

Ryan: *on the roof* Gonzo, I need to test vectors.
Gonzo: Who's Victor?
Ryan: No, no, VECTORS. It's a physics thing.
Gonzo: Oh, okay. How can I help?
Ryan: Feel that breeze?
Gonzo: Yup!
Ryan: *pushes Gonzo off roof* Now, let's see how much the breeze affects your--*Gonzo lands in the pool, splashing water on Stinky* ...Okay, not so much.
Gonzo: WHOO! I love homework! HAHA!

Stinky: (gets splashed) Oh how refreshing! Thank you ever so much!

 

[BEAR]

Grouch: *pops up from a trashcan from outside* Hey you! The plant. What's the dill with this place?

Stinky: Dill? I don't know what you speak of, sir. I'm so sah-ree!