"The Moppet Family - Same Family, New Thread..."

[theprawncracker]

Jack: ...Yes, that N named per-- *answers other line* Hello, Spanish Conquistadore Connection, como me ayuda tu?

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *leaves work, stops at Diana's, arrives at Nell's* *rings bell* *taps toes* I wonder how long one is supposed to wait like a civilized person for a neighbor to answer the door before breaking it down and rescuing ones lodgers...

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: *answer other line* Hello, this is the Assosciation of Kooky Keychains for Kittens, please meow after the tone. *answers other line* Yes, this is Photo Phobiacs Phavorite Phriend, picture me as a tall, handsome, gorgeous man.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *notices an open window and attempts entrance, resulting in head, shoulders and one leg in the living room while left foot and right hand remain outside and left arm gets tangled in net-curtains* I never was good at Twister...or Battleships...though I could battle with ships...and I'm one heck of a twister...on the dance floor I mean...Ahh...the 70's...*ahem* Hi Jack.

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: Oh, hi Bo. Nice to--*answers other line* Yo, yo! Urban Outlook Connection speakin'! State your business! Word!

 

[Beauregard]

Father: --see you. I wish I could, but this curtain is in my face and both hands are rather occupied...if only I knew a professional breaker-and-enterer who could throw some hints at me...sadly the only criminals I know are mariners, and port-holes are so simple for slipping through.

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: *opens mouth* *closes mouth* *answers other line* Weavers in Water Wave to Wives Club, what's wrong?

 

[Beauregard]

Father: I wonder if I have any grease on me...I feel the need for lubrication...*pauses* *thinks* *removes a handful of hair-gel from hair and applies it as a slippery surface over self, and then slides over the windowsill and lands on Nell's floor* Oh, nice decor.

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: How very coordinated of-- *answers other line* Paperclip Pilferers P-Nonymous, please, preach your problem.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: You know, while I'm standing here checking out Nell's statuette collection on her mantlepiece, you are doing all my work for me...which works for me, what possible reason do I have for untying you right now? And when were you planning to start paying rent for the use of my study/your bedroom?