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Street Season 48
Sesame Street's 48th season
officially began Monday August 6 on PBS. After you see the new episodes,
post here and let us know your thoughts.
Discussion in 'Games' started by theprawncracker, Aug 25, 2008.
BUNNY is a part of this clique now? !
No wonder she's been ignoring me quite a bit as of late...
Lisa: <double-take> WHY MAKE SENSE WHEN IT'S MORE PROFITABLE TO MAKE DOLLARS?
Rowlf/Dr. Bob: Keep it down, Lisa, I'm on the phone! <ahem> Yeah, I'd try to avoid the Zlotys... No, I don't know how it's spelled... Stick to the Euro if y'go foreign, though...
<Leyla and Hilda are having tea. RK is talking into Jimmy's hole.>
Leyla: Oh, dear, someone else is in a hole.
Hilda: That'll happen. More sugar?
Leyla: Please. Why ARE there so many holes around here anyway?
Hilda: Are you joking? With the people who live here? The question is why is anything NOT a hole.
Leyla: ....hmm... now there's a philosophical question for you.
Ryan: ...I think I'm going to bed.
Gonzo: *looks around* Where's Camilla?
Camilla: *appears at the top of a hill and raises a tree branch high* BRA-CAAAAAWK! *swings branch forward*
*a legion of birds sweep over the hill and descend upon the Dorms pulling Jimmy out of the hole* *the birds pick up Ryan, Lisa, Cait, Layla, and their roommates and place them gently on the roof*
Ryan: *looks around* Huh. I didn't know I could do that too. *cheesy wink* G'night everybody!
Leyla: Alright, Kermit! We've gotta get him out of the hole, now!
RK: No, no! Wait just one more minute!
Jimmy: Uh... and mah chicken album, by Beauregard, and mah chicken album by Camilla, and mah chicken album, by-
Hilda: Are you making him PAY to get him out of there?
RK: Technically, it's barter. Yeah, I have that one. What else ya got?
Leyla: <starts to get mad, thinks, starts again> Kermit... you remember who's behind Jimmy in that hole?
RK: Sure, Wanda and...uh oh.
Leyla: Uh huh.
RK: She's not gonna let me smooch her for a week.
Leyla: <smiling> If she lets you stay in one piece.
RK: <heroically> Jimmy, we're getting you out of that hole! HEAVE!
Lisa: ...Robin, was it my imagination, or were you just carried by a robin?
Rowlf: Lisa, YOU were carried by some sort of large, intimidating bird of prey.
Lisa: ...Your point?
Rowlf: Well, if Robin was carried by a robin...
Lisa: ...Hush, you. <sigh> <stretches out and stares up at the sky> Roof, sweet roof...
Lisa: That too.
Leyla, RK, Hilda and newly rescued Jimmy, Wanda and a pristine Robot Piggy stare at the birds.
Leyla: Huh... well, that was easy.
RK: Don't know my own strength.
Robot PIggy: Nice view.
Hilda: What, with all the holes?
Robot Piggy: Wasn't looking at that view...
Hmmm... He must've taken Prawny's hand in marriage. No, not Prawny, just his hand. *Takes franks and beans for camp-style cookout for the people on the roof.
O_O I'm kind of against senseless violence and the harming of innocent animals.
... I only harm when nessecary. *examines her long (and real, I might add) fingernails*
*wanders in, hair a mess and clothing looking a little shabby*
AHA! BILLY BONES! ITS ME! BIIIIND PEW! COME OUT! I know you're in there!
*crashes into Prawnie* Aha! What have we here? A pretty little girl!
Erm.... wait. *looks at self* *looks around* Darn. Sleepwalking again. Oh well, lets get this party started!
PS Snowth, instead of complaining, why don't you just break down and join?
Ernie: Hey, yeah, Snowth. You should join!
Bert: How did we get here?
Bert: Surfing? Where's your surf board? Where's the ocean?
Ernie: Not that kind of surfing, Bert. Surfing the net!
Bert: (sigh) I'm going back to Sesame Street. Call me when the Dorms have reopened.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch- er, Kim's house...
Boober: Any word from Ed on the dorms, yet?
Kim: Good grief, the mail isn't even here yet, Boober. (pause) Wait a sec. I know why I'm up this early, but why are you?
Boober: I'm getting a jump-start on laundry. We don't want to go back to the dorms with dirty clothes!
Kim: ...fine, whatever keeps you happy.
Sweetums: *sitting on the floor, peeling potatoes. Beside him is a large pile of peeled potatoes*
Bean: Gee, what's all this for?
Sweetums: I just have a feeling we're gonna need it.....
Bean: *grabs a potatoe and begins to peel it*
Animal: *putting the potatoes in a very large pot* MASH! MASH!
Alex: Ooh, we're watching M*A*S*H*? Yay! Hold on a sec! *runs and grabs a picture of Major Winchester* Okay, ready!
Animal: NOT M*A*S*H*! *holds up a potatoe* MASH!
Sweetums: *staring at a clock*
Bean: *staring at Sweetums*
Animal: *standing in the pot of potatoes, mashing them with his feet as if they were grapes*
Alex: Annnny day now.....
Hi... All we're waiting for is Bryan (BEAR) to respond to the message sent him. Once we have his reply then the dorms will reopen.
Thanks for your patience and have a good day.
Ed, you hit 20,000 posts! WOW! Congrats, just had to throw that out there.
Huh? You're waiting on me? Oops! I'll get on it write away...or right aweigh...or anchors aweigh! Bon voyage!
(Wow...I've been around Lisa and Prawnie too much)
Yeah, come on Bryan, what's up with that huh? Huh? Always waiting on you, geeze....
I'm kidding of course. It's good to see you!
*playing cards with her roomates and anyone else who wants to join*
(somewhere across town)
Storyteller: (singing) But I dillied, and I dallied...
Scooter: (midway through changing guitar chords) Hold that thought - the reporter's back.
Beige: Hey, lady, where've you been?
Erin: Cut me some slack, man, I had a headache for part of the day.
Nora: Ugh...so what's in the bag?
Erin: The War Within. Bob Woodward's latest epic about the fools on the Hill. So what're you guys up to?
Scooter: Since we're getting ready to move...
Storyteller: We're singing "Don't Dilly Dally on the Way."
Nora: Yeah, have a seat, we're almost up to the chorus.
All: (singing) My old man...said follow the van, but don't dilly dally on the way...
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