Holly: *almost pokes adam..but doesn't*
Adam: ::knocks away Holly's hand::
Holly: *grabs a beachball*
Adam: ::grabs a needle::
Holly: *impales adam with beachball*
Adam: ::impales beachball with needle::
Dahjo: ::watches impalement::
Holly: *grabs a loaf of bread*
Adam: ::grabs butter::
Holly: *tosses it to Margie*
Margie: yay! food for the table
Adam: ::eats butter::
Holly: *grabs a spork*
Adam: ::grabs a foon::
Dahjo: ::grabs a fork and a spoon::
Holly: *takes spork and uses it to catapult yogurt at adam*
Adam: ::grabs the whole set of silverware::
Adam: ::eats yogurt::
Margie: hey wait! i need that stuff for my table!
Margie: *ducks as food starts flying*
Adam: ::vomits yogurt, gives to Margie::
Holly: *giggles...then throws a stuffed bunny at adam*
Adam: ::hugs bunny::
Adam: ::sees funny stares, rips bunny to shreds::
Holly: *looks for lipstick*
Adam: it's way too late
Zach: meanwhile, Zach is tryiing to make an account at ezboard

Zach:Adam ::whispers:: hey, Adam, chris... on the count of three... ATTACK!!!!!!!
Zach: one
Margie: *runs away*
Adam: ::ATTACK!!!!!!!s::
Zach: two...
Zach: three!
Zach: AHHHHH!
Dahjo: AHH!!!
Zach: ::stabs Margie several times with a FORK!::
Adam: ::stabs Margie with forks::
Dahjo: ::ATTACKS MARGIE WITH A FORK!::
Margie: lol! no forks! i have all the forks
Zach: ::sues Adam for plagiarism::
Adam: ::stabs Margie with sporks!::
Zach: there are plenty of forks in the world!!
Dahjo: I'll use the foons!
Margie: and I have them all
Adam: ::requests a recount::
Dahjo: ::stabs Margie with foons::

Adam: ::attacks Margie again::
Zach: ATTACK...
Zach: AGAIN!
Dahjo: ::attacks with plastic forks::
Monica: hey, ya'll
Margie: *hides behind bubba*
Zach: ouch those hurt more
Monica: wait, never mind... :-D
Zach: because the little prongs will break off in Margie's butt and stay there! MWAHAHAHAH!
Adam: ::calls Bubba a fork, Bubba moves::

Holly: Rijab...can me and Margie and Ann tie you to a tree?
Rijab: sure!
Margie: he said yes!???
Ann: YES!!!
Margie: *gets out duct tape*
Ann: *gets tape*
Holly: *gets rope*
Todd: Rijab. . mistake, man
Ann: *gets stick*
Rijab: *gasp*
Margie: *finds whip*
Rijab: *runs away*
Holly: *ties rijab to tree*
Margie: too late, you can't run
Ann: *gets chicken*
Rijab: *kicks Holly and Margie away from tree*
Margie: *duct tapes Rijab to a chicken*
Holly: *duct tapes feet together*
Ann: *pokes Rijab with stick*
Rijab: ow!
Holly: *Puts "hooker red" lipstick on Todd*
Margie: *calls Bubba*
Ann: Oooh
Todd: ::runs::
John: Rijab! Quickly! Hide behind the barricade!
Holly: You can't to that. You are tied to a tree
Margie: *gives Ann some beetles*
Holly: *puts John in pile of shame*
Ann: *places beetles on Rijab's face*
Holly: Rijab, it will only hurt a lil, don't worry
Rijab: oh, ok
Margie: yeah, just eat the beetle

Margie: hey Susanne and Ashley and Christine!
Chris: yeah?
Margie: want to come to my house?
Zach: sure babe
Adam: < -- lost
Chris: ::runs::
Margie: poor adam's lost
Chris: we went into a lesbian chat yesterday....
Adam: oh
Margie: it was fun
Adam: can we do it again?
Margie: let's invite Christine, too
Chris: :-)
Zach: okay
Ashley: CHRISTINE!
Zach: should be fun
Chris: the more the merrier...
Zach: who's house?
Chris: mine
Margie: i don't know
Ashley: Christine's
Ashley: Your husband might catch us
Zach: Margie you have to save the lesbian chat!
Zach: ROTFL!!!!
Margie: k
Monica: *cough*
Chris: zach!
Chris: naughty boy!
Margie: hey!
Zach: you guys!
Zach: THIS IS FUNNY BEYOND BELIEF!
Margie: i know
Margie: Christine? I knew you were going to say that!
Monica: *feels left out*
Chris: lol
Ashley: LOL
Zach: ROTFL
Margie: ZACH!!!!!
Chris: lol
Margie: okay, should I accept this message from this person?
Chris: yes!
Margie: i did
Zach: i did
Zach: I said: "i'm on my husbands screen name!"
Chris: ::sigh::
Monica: whose leaving?
Margie: ((Jasy))
Monica: bye!
Jasy: :P:
Zach: lol! look: "I haven't told him I'm a lesbian yet"
Chris: are there no nice lesbians online?
Jasy: (((Lamp)))
Zach: ROTFL
Zach: i'm getting messages people!
Jasy: (((Lesbians)))
Zach: SO FUNNY!
Margie: wow
Chris: can you invite me?

Margie: *Margie hands Jasy the gunpowder* Here, this is getting heavy
Jasy: *Jasy takes the gunpowder*
Margie: Okay, now what? why are we out here, anyway?
Jasy: Where are we, for that matter?
Jasy: Nevada?
Margie: i have no idea
Jasy: Oooh! Legalized prostitution!
Margie: You're not legal!
Jasy: Hm?
Margie: you're not 18
Jasy: But my ID says I am!
Margie: the ID that I stole and got rid of?
Jasy: You stole? You admit you stole something? Call the police! It's time for another trial!!
Jasy: And this time the culprit WON'T be Richard Simmons!
Margie: who will it be?
Margie: Miss Cleo?

Margie: not the end....
Zach: not the end?
Zach: zach's trying to be SmarterChild
Zach: I'm not sure if I'm trying to be smarterchild.
Zach: what's so funny? :-)
Margie: yep, that's it
Zach: You really think it's it?
Adam: no
Adam: you're stupid
Zach: OK, Fine.
Adam: poo
Zach: That's not a very nice thing to say.
Zach: Aw c'mon. Can't you play nice?
Margie: you must be talking to it...or you talk to it more than you should
Adam: ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Zach: Well I'll be.
Adam: Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood...the final episode airs tomorrow!
Zach: Sorry, what was that?
Margie: awww
Adam: 33 years since it started
Zach: I'm trying to understand you, but I can't. Please type your response in a different way.
Adam: no
Zach: OK! Type "home" to see what I can do.
Margie: zach, that's really enough

Holly: adam? *holds out hands, waiting*
Zach: (please, adam, tell me you don't say that "your mom" stuff in real life...)
Holly: he does!
Adam: it's actually funnier in real life
Holly: *still waiting*
Adam: whaddya want, woman?
Zach: she wants youuuuuuu
Holly: your boxers, silly
Holly: i needa freeze 'em
Adam: oh, well then
Zach: wait, are tood and I naked then?
Todd: i'm not
Holly: zach's are already in the freezer
Todd: ::holds boxers on::
Adam: why are you freezing them?
Holly: cuz we are having a sleepover
Adam: and you do that at sleepovers??
Holly: *nod*
Todd: freezing my underwear will make me mad holly, and i'm extremely happy
Zach: i'm nekkid!!!
Holly: tood has never been to a sleepover, he's sour *raspberry*
Adam: I've been to sleepovers, but we kept our clothes on.
Holly: *covers eyes* Someone, quick, toss a blanket on zach
Holly: i never said to take off your boxers...
Adam: so I get frozen in them?
Holly: i said to give me them, as in tomorrow's
Holly: therefore, tomorrow, your boxers are frozen

Zach: i must go
Zach: touch penguins
Zach: *chases chris out of room*
Chris: that was disturbing
Liese: agreed
Chris: like a penguin
Chris: touched for the very first time
Zach: hey mister penguin
Zach: let the penguins rush in
Liese: this is getting very graphic very fast
Zach: how about sung to the thong song? ;-)
Liese: we should go in for group counseling together..
Liese: OH GOOD GOD NO
Zach: i agree
Eric: Liese seems to be...against that idea ;-)
Zach: just picture penguins in thongs
Zach: ::slight muffled sound comes from somewhere in zach::
Margie: in zach?
Margie: is there a penguin in there?
Margie: zach, did you eat a penguin!
Zach: no
Zach: worse
Zach: ::grin::
Eric: noooooooooooooo!
Tina: I'm afraid to ask.
Eric: poor penguin...
Zach: the penguin is singing madonna songs
Zach: so obviously it's in pain
Eric: it was never meant to..."go"...that way!
Zach: or at least not enjoying my company
Zach: ::sniffle::
Zach: I"m hurt

Chris: do I have any bait?
Margie: yes, everyone has worms *nod*
Zach: I have worms!
Zach: *dangles them*
Martin: ::looks at worms::
Martin: ::takes a bite of worms::
Martin: tasty
Martin: :::gobbles the rest:::
Margie: whose worms are you eating?
Martin: mine
Martin: ::steal's Margie's worms::
Zach: mine *sniff* he ate Bob and part of Steve
Martin: ::eats them::
Margie: yeah, you can have them, they're gross
Margie: unless they're those sour gummi worms, because if they are, I like them and want them back
Zach: eat the rest! yeesh. You could at least not leave him twitching there like that
Martin: ::eats them all::
Chris: ::doesn't have any worms::
Margie: did Martin steal them?
Martin: yeah
Margie: you stole Chris's worms? Martin! You give that back!
Martin: i don't wanna... :-( :*(
Margie: We are so weird.
Margie: i mean, zach's talking about his worms, Martin's eating all the worms, and I'm encouraging it...and Chris is missing
Margie: he must be in a hole, digging for worms
Margie: because Martin stole his

Margie: Ann and I demand a shrubbery
Margie: or two shrubberies even
Ann: One slightly lower than the other, so there can be a little path inbetween
Todd has left the room.
Ann:Todd did not want a shrubbery
Chris: I guess he has enough of his own..
Ann: He does have quite a collection
Holly: i've seen it
Ann: He even gets those shrubbery magazines
Hollyi: you mean like "The green house"
Ann: And "Shrubber Boy"
Holly: Isn't he a little young to get those?
Ann: Todd uses his fake ID to get those
Holly: i suppose adam gets the for him
Margie: from under the counter
Holly: i bet he goes to home improvement stores saturday nights
Ann: He touches the pruning shears
Holly: slips some plant food in the pot
Ann: Steals some pots
Holly: and those little tags that say what kind of plant it is
Ann: Chris, do you like shrubbery?
Margie: Chris secretly spends time outside in the shrubbery
Margie: he has a secret shrub-house
Holly: wearing a shrubbery costume?
Ann Chovi: It's perfectly natural for a guy to be curious about shrubbery
Chris: *raises eyebrow*
Holly: although, it is unhealth to let shrubbery take control of your life
Ann: It's no use living a lie
Todd has entered the room.
Holly: Todd! we were talking about you
Todd: really?
Holly: and your... problem
Margie: about your "thing" with the shrubbery
Holly: addiction
Ann: We think you should go to SLA
Margie: SLA? Shrubbery lovers anonymous?

Jasy: And the winner is....
Jasy: Jasy's bicep! Congratulations!
Ann: ...yea.
Jasy: How do you feel, bicep?
Ann: I think it feels weak
Jasy: Bicep: Well, I'm just so astounded. I mean, I couldn't have done it would the help of Pecs, or Triceps. I'm...I'm just speechless...Thank you, everyone!
Ann: Your bicep is scaring me
Jasy: Well, you've heard it firsthand! Let's give it up for...Jasy's Bicep!
Ann: ...woo...
Jasy: *clapping, hootings, and a few bras are thrown up onto the stage*
Ann: Hey! That's my grandma's bra!
Ann: Grandma?
Jasy: *Ann's Grandma is currently topless, struting her stuff on stage*
Ann: Ack!
Ann: My eyes are burning! My eyes are burning!
Jasy: What? What's wrong with a little nudity?
Ann: Nudity is fine, as long as it's not my grandma on stage.
Jasy: What? Doesn't she have just as much right to express herself?
Ann: No, she does not
Jasy: Yes, she does, you ingrate.
Jasy: This is your grandmother, and I can do what I want!
Ann: Stay away from her!
Ann: No, grandma! Do not look directly at his biceps!
Jasy: *flexes*
Ann: Cover your eyes!
Jasy: Grandma: Oooh, sonny, you make me feel so...young! Take me with you!
Ann: No! What about grandpa?

Ann: *eats Cheez-Its*
Ann: I can make dinner all by myself!
Ann: *eats carrots, too, because they're almost like Cheez-Its in that they're orange and they're Good For Me*
Ann: *searches for some Sunkist pop, so as to complete the orange meal*
Ann: *realizes she drank the orange soda yesterday*
Ann: *sits down among the little flowers and rocks and cries*
Ann: *eats some fudge*
Ann: Everything is better when seen through a fudge-induced haze.
Ann: But now I have destroyed my orange-themed meal
Ann: Oh sadness
Ann: *eats more fudge*
Ann: *suddenly feels much better*
Ann: *and with Minty Fresh Breath, because it is mint chocolate fudge*
Ann: *gives Stan some Ceez-Its*
Ann: *Stan gets upset, because he wanted Cheez-Its*
Ann: *laughs at Stan*
Ann: *Stan goes on a rampage and steals Roseidous' lockbox*
Ann: *burns lockbox*
Ann: *blows up the lockbox's remains*
Ann: *pokes the remains of the remains with a stick*
Ann: *stick explodes*
Ann: *glares at Stan*
Ann: *Stan explodes*
Ann: *looks at Stan's remains*
Ann: He was a robot!
Ann: *finds Stan in the closet, eating Cheez-Its*
Ann: *admonishes, yes, admonishes Stan for hoarding Cheez-Its*

Umar: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
Tina: ::stares at Umar::
Margie: have some cough drops, Umar
Umar: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Umar: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Margie: yes?
Umar: RULING QUEEN!! SO CLOSE YET SO FAR!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zach: i think i finished my novella
Umar: AAEEEEGGGGUUUUAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Margie: Zach, that is so unrelated to what we're talking about, it's funny
Umar: Princess Specimen29! Specimen29! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME???
Ann: That lacks warmth, Umar
Umar: *clutches head and rolls on the floor screaming hysterically*
Umar: But... the Prime Minister... it must account for something, right? Surely! Surely, Specimen29 was not a total failure!!!!!
Margie: *takes pictures of Umar*
Margie: *for psychology class*
Umar: *gleeful look overcomes face*
Umar:Hehe
Umar: Hehehe
Umar: Hehehehaha
Umar: Hehehahahahahahahaaaaaaaaahahahaha!
Katherine: .....................
Ann: Oh dear
Umar: RULING QUEEN, HERE I COME!
Katherine: *backs away*
Ann: The MIWC!
Umar: I'm going to try to forget this dark chapter in my PM2 life
Umar: Time to put it at an end... and behind me... for good.
Katherine: ...........................
Umar: *reaches for the files*
Katherine: That's...er...postive. *nod*
Umar: *drags them to the recycle bin*
Ann: Cold turkey
Umar: *salutes*
Ann: Don't do it!
Umar: *wipes a tear*
Umar: *right clicks*
Umar: *goes down to the 'Empty Rycycle Bin' option*
Umar: *clicks*
Katherine: Uhoh
Umar: *views dialogue box asking for confirmation*
Ann: It's all an act
Katherine: *waits for Umar's scream as he realizes what's happened*

~Later~

Umar: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Umar: THE PM2 WEBSITE WENT DOWN!!!!!!!
Umar: IT WENT DOOOWWWNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!
Zach: oh dear god
Umar: *points incoherently*
Zach: what in God's name is PM2?
Margie: Princess Maker
Umar: 2
Margie: it's a game they're addicted to
Ann: Umar, I thought you gave up the addiction
Umar: Errr...
Umar: It's just...
Ann: *ahem*
Umar: The website...
Umar: ...and... it's not there...
Umar: ...and...
Umar: ... Yeah.

The Infamous COWS poem!

Craig: ready for MY poem
Eric: ok
Craig: i told this one to TAS the other day
Martin: no, the world will never be ready
Craig: ~clears throat~
Craig: i like to call this...
Craig: COWS
Martin: eww, phlegm
Martin: how could i guess?
Craig: C is for cows
Eric: Uh oh...
Martin: hide me, somebody
Martin: hey, do you know if a person can die from reading bad poetry?
Craig: let me do this over
Craig: i like to call this
Craig: COWS
Eric: Trust me, they can
Craig: C is for Cows
Craig: O is for cOws
Martin: well, heaven here i come
Craig: W is for coWs
Craig: S is for cowS
Eric: I've kil- er, haven't killed a lot of people with mine
Martin: okay, i'm dyin'
Craig: the end
Martin: wait i'm still here--or maybe this is......
Martin: HELL!!!!!!!
Chris: ::applauds wildly::
Martin: ack!!!!
Eric:*waves happily at Martin*

Jasy: Yeah, but then how come ya never spoon-fed me when I asked ya to?
Margie: me?
Jasy: *opens mouth* I'm waaaiii-ting
Margie: you would probably complain about my technique ;-)
Jasy: Choo-choo!
Jasy: Chugachugachugachugachuga...choo-CHOO!
Margie: or you'd spit it back out at me
Jasy: Me? Do something so...evil? *gasp!*
Margie: and you'd laugh about it
Jasy: Mwah...ah..erm, no I wouldn't,
Margie: okay then
Margie: what do you want? Ice cream?
Jasy: Spam!
Margie: okay
Margie *gets can*
Jasy: But first, you've got to taste it yourself!
Jasy: Make sure it isn't too hot or cold!
Margie: is this one of those pull-tab things? or do I need a can opener?
Jasy: Pull-tab
Margie: Well it broke, I need a can opener anyway
Jasy: Spam is meant to be convenient!
Sandra: you can eat spam raw
Margie: does anyone have a can opener?
Jasy: Yes, or with a straw!
Margie: you want a straw?
Jasy: No! Me must be spoon-fed!
Margie: okay, let me get the ice pick and open this
Jasy: *pouts*
Sandra: ~opens spam, gets spoon with long handle~
Margie: no, wait, Sandra will do it
Jasy: Taste it first!
Margie: *puts away ice pick*
Jasy: Everyone needs to taste it first. I want more than one opinion!
Juliet: I'm allergic. *nods*

Margie: *sniffs nail polish*
Margie: I'm going to lunch tomorrow and that means...paint the toenails!
Margie: ann and I decided on pink
Todd: not pink
Todd: Do olive green.
Ann: light pink
Ann: goes with everything
Todd: As does olive green
Todd: Pink screams "Look at me, a big pink whore!"
Margie: wow
Ann: Not light pink
Todd: while olive green screams "I'm delicate yet approachable."
Chris: or... "I stepped in olives"
MargieRoses: I have lime green...it smells like raspberries
Margie: or kiwis....maybe kiwis
Umar: I'm delicate yet approchable?
Umar: Does that make any sense?
Todd: Probably not.
Todd: It sounded cool before you bashed it ;-)
Ann: Oscar the Grouch is green
Todd: And so should be Margie's toes.
Ann: Green = fungus = ew
Umar: Hmm... unadvisable, IMO

Michelle: let's go play literati!
Margie: is that like scrabble?
Michelle: yeah
Michelle: only the coolest people play it
John: Then it must be for two players
John: Actually...
Michelle: up to 4
John: But that's getting sort of kinky
Margie: I'm in!
Lori: sounds swingin'
John: Four would be a little... er, much to handle?
Michelle: maybe 3's the limit
Margie: sorry John, you can't play
John: Oh, fine
John: You three go play Literati!
Margie: you can't even watch! ;-)
John: Literati a trois!
John: Can I video tape it!
Margie: no
John: Please? Jasy and all will want to see it!
Margie: no
John: They'll rag on me if I miss this opportunity!
John: Can I at least set up a video camera?
Lori: no
Michelle: don't games like that usually have multiple camera angles?
Lori: oh, good point
John: All depends
Lori: you've only got one camera, john
Margie: and I stole it
Michelle: oh. one camera doesn't cut it
John: Mirrors!
John: They provide more of a view!
John: I wouldn't play Literati without a mirror!
Michelle: you can use the literati dice sometimes
John: Ooooooh...
Margie: what do they do?
John: Can I film that part?

Jasy: Who want's exclusive pics of me in my speedo!
Adam: *vomits*
Jasy: What?
Omega: Everybody look away
Omega: these images may disturb you
Omega: parental discrestion advised
Jasy: *starts stripping down*
Jasy: Play my theme song, Spanky!
Ann: *takes a photo*
Jasy: *I'm too sexy for me shirt...*
John: ::Covers eyes::
Umar: When did you become Irish?
Jasy: *I'm too sexy for my pants, whatcha think about thaaat...*
Jasy: *I'm too sex for Mulan, too sexy for Mulan, New York, and Jaaapaaaan!*
Omega: ::clutches head:: Make it stop...
Chris: i gtg...
Umar: I'll bet, Chris..
Jasy: Come for the show, stay for the Jasy!
Jasy: *As I shake my little tush on the catwalk, on the catwalk, yeah, I sahke my little tush on the catwalk!*
Ann: *takes photo*
Jasy: *I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love, so sexy yeeeaah it huuuurts!*
Omega: ::continues hiding::
Jasy: *I'm too sexy for this song!*
Jasy: END
John: Yes you are
Jasy: Next song, Spanky!
Jasy: *Oops, I think I did it again!*
Umar: Dear God...
Omega: Indeed.
Jasy: *I played with your heart...*
Ann: *shudders*
Omega: um...
Ann: The horror...the horror!
Omega: I have....no choice...
John: Ok, that's it!
John: Stop that music and dancing right now or I swear to God I will TAKE OFF MY F***ING PANTS!
John: I SWEAR TO GOD!!!!
John: I'M NOT KIDDING!!!!!
Jasy: *I made you believe we're more than just friends*
Ann: A strip-off?
John: HEY! HEY! Tell him to stop looking at me like that! I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL DO IT!!!
Jasy: *Oops!...I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game. Oh baby, baby. Oops!...You think I'm in love. That I'm sent from above. I'm not that innocent
Omega: ::snaps fingers and lightning strikes Spanky::
Omega: ::music suddenly stops::
Jasy: END
Omega: Phew.
Jasy: Spanky, next song!
Umar: He's dead
Omega: Slighly.
Umar: That can prevent people from playing music
Jasy: Okay, then Slappy, take his place and put on that special song...
Ann: *not Barry White not Barry White*
Umar: *watches as Ann jinxes it*
Ann: Ack!
Jasy: How did you read my mind, Ann?
Jasy: Ooooooooooooooohhhhh yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh....
Omega: Ann, how could you!
Jasy: Ooooooooooooooohhhhh yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh....
Jasy: Ooooooooooooooohhhhh yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh....
Ann: Oh dear
Jasy: *restarts stripping*
Jasy: Let the music play
John: Oh my GOD! Do I need to REPEAT MYSELF?!!!!
Jasy: I just wanna dance the night away
Jasy: Here, right here, right here is where I'm gonna stay
Jasy: All night long, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, wee
Omega: Hey, where's the door on this place?
Omega: ::bangs on wall::
Jasy: Let the music play
Jasy: I just wanna dance the night away
Jasy: *is down to boxers*
Jasy: Ah, here, right here is where I'm gonna stay
Lori: *shuts eyes*
Omega: I NEED AN EXIT!
Jasy: All night long, ooh, ooh, ooh, wee
Omega: ::a door appears:: Thank you, God.
John: I WILL TAKE THEM OFF!!!!!
Jasy: Let it play on, let it play on, let it play on, please, let it play on, let it play on
John: I SWEAR TO GOD!!!!!!
Omega: ::runs out of the door screaming::
Jasy: END
John: I'LL TAKE YOU ALL DOWN WITH ME!!!!!!!!
Jasy: *is wearing...nothing*
John: THAT'S IT!!!!!! THAT'S IT!!!!!!!!!
John: DON'T TRY TO TALK ME OUT OF IT!!!!!! DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!!!!!!!
John: GAH!
John: GAH!!!!
Jasy: Slappy, new song!
John: SWEET MERCIFUL CHRIST NO!!!!!!!
Jasy: Who wants some Frank Sinatra!
Omega: Oh my. Well, I'm gonna go now, yep, that what I'm going to do.
Omega: Bye guys.
Jasy: How can you leave when I'm nude?
Omega: How can i NOT

John: Umar puts the "U" in "humour"! Every Wednesday on the WB!
Margie: or not
John: ... I still have a soul!!
Margie: who does?
John: Just because I whore myself out in commercials, endorsing everything from anti-file sharing to Umar's crappy talk show "Get With Noor!", doesn't mean I'm some sort of tool of the establishment!!
John: Hmm, I haven't done any shampoo commercials yet...
John: That's usually Jasy's territory...
Margie: John, you're everyone's tool
John: You're a tool!
John: ...Um, and my best friend?
Margie: not anymore!
John: Adam (whichever, you choose) said something bad about you! Hurt *him*!
John: Not me!
John: See, I even respect your ability to choose!
John: A normal person would go, "Margie! Hurt that specific person over there while I cover my own butt!" whereas I respect your role as an independent woman
Margie: oh, so I have to choose between you and Adam?
John: No! Between the two Adams!
John: See, it's a choice!
Margie: can I choose Zach?
John: Sure!
Margie: I choose.....
Margie: that little kid at work who kicked me yesterday
Zach: I may do all those weird things to you margie
Zach: but I have NEVER
Zach: kicked you!
Zach: *wails*
Margie: wait, that wasn't you?
John: It was Zack, with a K
Margie: ohhhh
John: Yep
Margie: now it's all clear to me
Margie: well, in light of recent information, I choose.....John!
Margie: *kicks John*
Margie: apparently no one was watching
Margie: *does it again*