Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
I call this the Indoor Sundial!

This device allows you to use a sundial even when the sun isn't shining. The accurate clock motor keeps lamp in rotation around the dial just like the sun. Correct orientation is accomplished by free-turning design of the lamp bracket rotor. This unique timepiece blends ancient world charm with antiquated nineteenth century technology. Uses regular household current and voltage. Weight=800 lbs.

Claudia:
Pretty cool, but that's why we have a watch and a window!

Bunsen:
Oh, thank you, Claudia.
You reminded me of another invention that I made not too long ago.

I present to you the Wrist Model for those on the go, this special scaled-down wrist model is just the ticket. Based on the same principle as its larger cousin, this version is much lighter and runs on a small computer battery hidden under the dial surface.

Claudia:
Bunnie, no offense...but I don't think anybody would buy that.

Bunsen:
Not even my Wedge-Proof Underwear?

Claudia:
Not even...
ESPECIALLY that!
(Makes a face)

Beaker:
(Huffs)

Bunsen:
Oh, I'm a horrible inventor.
Maybe I should just become a barber instead.

Dr. Van Neuter:
You're kidding me, right?
You couldn't even do Miss Piggy's hair!

Bunsen:
I made Beaker's, though!
Isn't it an eye-catcher?

Used with that all-natural electric shock!

Beaker:
(Looks tramautized)

Claudia:
No need to go that far, Bunsen!
You just need...a better idea!

Bunsen:
Which would be?

Claudia:
A...a...a...

Bunsen:
Yes?

Claudia:
a...a........

Bunsen:
Yes? Yes?

Claudia:
....

I got nothin'.

 

[Beakerfan]

Bean: *back to normal, overhears Bunsen* Mr. Honeydew DOES know that there is a much more accurate method of telling time besides the sun, right?

Sweetums: *holding a sleeping Alex* I don't know, why don't you go ask him? And while you're at it, could you find someone that can make her feel better? My arms are getting tired, man!

Bean: Why don't you set her down?

Sweetums: Aw, I can't do that! She's really sad. She feels better when I hug her.

Bean: Well, just don't hug her too tight.... *goes to ask Bunsen about telling the time*

 

[Erine81981]

Did Grover ever find his poem?

Cookie M: Not that me know of. *piece of paper hanging out of his mouth*

What's this? *grabs the piece of paper*

Cookie M: Mmmmmmmm piece of paper?

Yea but what to?

Cookie M: To another piece of paper?

Ok. Were getting closer but what was on this peice of paper?

Cookie M: Me not remember? *holds arms up*

Cookie!

Cookie M: Ok ok ok. Me ate Grover's "A" poem. Me so sorry.

Don't tell me. Tell Grover.

Cookie M: Do me have to?

Yes.

Cookie M: Oh boy. He going to be mad at me.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
(Eating a bowl of pasta)
I'm oddly stiff.

Bunsen:
Strange, what happened?

Claudia:
Not sure.
Maybe I am just stressed.
So, wha-

Bunsen:
Question, Mr. Bean?
(Offers him a chair)
Sit, sit!

Claudia:
How's Alex, Bean?

Beaker:
(Looks to them in wonder)

Dr. Van Neuter:
Poor kid.

 

[Beakerfan]

Bean: Hi guys. Um, Mr. Honeydew, I have a question...... you DO realize that people don't use the sun to tell time anymore, don't you? Oh, Alex is really sad. She cries a lot. She doesn't handle death very well, you know.... Sweetums and I can't figure out how to cheer her up!

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
(Clears throat)
Minor set-back.
Too much travel through the Time Machine can scramble your common sense.

So sorry to hear that about Alex.
I have just the ticket to cheer her up!

With two doses of this...

Claudia:
Don't even think about it.

Bunsen:
The only side-effects are numbness and loss of hearing...

Claudia:
(Glares)

Bunsen:
Fine.
I shall go by your words.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Oooo, send her to a spa!
That'll do the trick!

Beaker:
(Thinks naughty thoughts)

Claudia:
(Pinches him)

Beaker:
(Looks innocent)
Meep?

 

[Beakerfan]

Bean: A spa? Well.... she does like to look pretty. And get massages, that's for sure! That's a really nice idea.

 

[Winslow Leach]

The once-empty shelves are now filled with books, DVDs and CDs. On the stereo is a Johnny Cash album.

The Newsman is sitting at his desk, typing a story. His head is back to normal.

Tony is at his desk, staring blankly at an empty piece of paper in his typewriter.

Lefty is in his hammock, flipping a coin continiously, like George Raft in the 1932 version of "Scarface."

Crazy Harry is sitting in the corner, giggling, and wiring some explosives.

Tony: Yep.

Newsman: Yep.

Lefty: Uh-huh.

Crazy Harry: Hahahahahahahahahaha...

Tony: One of those nights.

 

[Beakerfan]

Alex: Sitting against the wall, eyes closed, mouthing the words to "Una Furtive LaGrima" by Juan Diego Florez as it plays on her stereo.

Sweetums: Gives Alex a worried look and turns on the tv

 

[Winslow Leach]

Suddenly, Tony senses something is wrong. He gets up, leaves the room, goes to the elevator, and rides up to room 24.

He stands outside the door, and knocks.