Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

Wha huh? Claudia jumped from the roof? Uch, I shudder to think what'll happen if she bands with either Prawny or Toga and camps out the shutdown of the dorms in late August up there.

Too bad none of the guys are around though... Had a BBQ cookout planned for this evening. Oh well, maybe tomorrow.

 

[Erine81981]

Over in room 26.........

Glad to be out of that costume. It was getting hot.

Herry: Me too.

Murray: Me three.

Where's Grover?

Herry: He's already in bed. He said he had to get up early to head to work tomrrow.

Ok. I didn't even see him come in. Good night guys. I'll see you tomorrow. I'm off so i'll be doing some stuff for a certain Care Package.

Murray: Can we help?

Sure. Good night guys.

Murray: Good night.

Herry: Good night.

 

[The Count]

*Meanwhile... Good night to all you weirdos. :attitude.
And Claudia... If yourn going off on a pirating cruise, update Dead Men!

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: Tiffany will killeth me.
But fineth. ;P
LOL!

*First to get Numberella's decription...*

 

[AnimatedC9000]

Caitlyn: *wakes up in Lips arms* *smiles*

Lips: *kisses her cheek* Good morning. Did you sleep well?

Caitlyn: Mm-hmm. ... *reluctantly stands up* I... I'm goin to be gone for part of the day, Lips.

Lips: Huh? Why?

Caitlyn: *picking out an outfit to wear* Because I have a dance rehersal today and a dance recital tomorrow night. I... hope you can come to the recital.

Lips: I will, don't worry.

Caitlyn: Good. *kisses Lips on the cheek*

Lips: =) <3

 

[The Count]

*Playing Muppet music downstairs... Another Saturday night, and I ain't got nobody.
*Creepy organ music... Spooky singing: I ain't got noooo boooody...

 

[The Count]

*Kanocks on the top of the trashcan lid in Floor 2's common room. As soon as the fur of the green grouch living within emerges, those of us from Room #1 yell...
Rotten Birthday Oscar!
* is pelted with a volley of more than just a dozen rotten-smelling devilled eggs as we laugh maniacally and rush away.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Scooter: Long day?
Erin: (reclining on sofa) You bet - and my back's kinda sore.
Beige: Hey, you should see Nora.
Scooter: What happened?
Beige: Well, her boss's husband brought his salamanders to the shop, and...
Erin: Say no more.

(in the next room)
Nora: They pulled half the philosophy section down on my head!
Storyteller: Tilt your head this way, dear. (Nora does so; Storyteller continues wrapping bandages around Nora's head) I never knew salamanders could be so aggressive...and what is it with them and philosophy?
Nora: (grumble) Mrs. Farley's threatening to turn them into a handbag if Mr. Farley brings them into the shop again.

 

[Erine81981]

Did everyone get Oscar something for his birthday yesterday?

Grover: I sure did. My mommy was throwing away an old broken lamp. She said she could not get it to work any more.

Herry: I found some old pictures without the picture in the frames. I know how Oscar enjoys making pictures out of trash.

Bruce: I couldn't find anything so i carried the trash to him. He enjoyed that more then ever.

Murray: I was drawing the other day and spelled some cereal and milk on it. So i gave him that.

Good stuff. I know he can't get enough of trashy stuff. So i found something that wasn't all that good anymore. So i gave him some old moldy peaches. He couldn't stop throwing them at me.

Herry: So that's why you smelled like that yesterday.

Yes. *nods head* *heads over to the TV* I'm going to watch some "Dirty Jobs." On this new episode he's works at a Wind Farm. And my brother-in-law works with those kind of things. Pretty neat.

Murray: I'm going to watch too. I know my dad told me about those one day. They are really neat. *starts ematating them*

 

[The Count]

*Meanwhile... Count's off counting the bats while Uncle D plays a dreadful tune on the organ.
*Sighs... Will this torture never end.

*Shakes head. Meh... Send one of our bats to Claudia please Count.
Certainly my fiend. *Does so.
*Trying to think of how best to continue creating for der Squeedom and anyone else vaguely interested.