Ann: Hello, love!
Margie: fancy meeting you here
Ann: I've been coming around lately, you know, checking out the scene
Margie: the scene is kind of nonexistent at the moment *surveys room*
Ann: That means there's more room to DANCE!
Ann: *dances*
Ann: *wildly*
Margie: *ducks*
Ann: *knocks over a table*
Ann: The dance is forbidden!
Margie: *covers eyes*
Ann: Because of the high mortality rate and property damage!
Ann: *dances some more*
Margie: *runs to corner*
Ann: Oh no, they're kicking me out again!
Ann: I've been thrown out of better places than this!
Margie: oh, if you're leaving, do I have to come with you?
Ann: Bring some cheese with you
Margie: *grabs some from the bar*
Ann: Now...to plot revenge
Ann: *eats cheese*

Margie: ah well, off to the gutter for me today
Margie: *is resigned*
Ann: You might not want to say that to anyone else

Ann: Have a cookie!
Ann: Or this lettuce I stole!
Ann: It's rather brown
Ann: But quite delicious, I hear
Ann: The brown is the sweet part
Liese: brown lettuce makes me want to puke
Margie: Ann, that is truly gross ;-)
Ann: Lettuce is gross on its own
Ann: And thank you, Margie
Liese: I like lettuce when its yummy and fresh! Especially queer lettuce, like radicchio (or whatever) and mache and baby spinach
Margie: queer lettuce
Ann: *giggle*
Ann: I've figured out that I have a 12 year old boy's brain
Ann: It's quite annoying
Ann: Especially in Biology
Ann: I giggle every 5 seconds
Ann: I timed it
Margie: what subject are you studying in biology?
Margie: that's so funny?
Ann: Okay, it was the nude drawing class

Ann: And they'll have to fly me out there for the interview
Ann: Free trip to Cali!
Margie: you need someone to fly out there with you, right?
Ann: Of course
Ann: Several someones, in fact
Margie: *volunteers*
Margie: it would be a tough job, but I think I can handle it
Ann: LA is a scary place for a young woman alone in the city
Margie: I have experience! I flew all the way to Europe! I'm good on airplanes!
Ann: You're accepted!
Margie: yay!
Ann: We need someone who knows karate, too
Margie: hmm
Ann: Cait's a superhero
Ann: He must know karate
Cait: true dat
Cait: Plus i'm local
Margie: we also need two people to handle all the guys...in case strange men start giving us trouble
Margie: who could those people be?
Ann: I don't know
Ann: Cait's our bodyguard/native guide
Ann: But who can injure strange men?
Margie: not me, I'm just there for support
Margie: and for my experience in navigating airports/train stations/taxi lines
Liese: for a free trip to cali? i'll injure strange men
Ann: Not seriously injure
Ann: Just...discourage
Liese: like, with a blackjack?
Margie: sure!
Margie: you need a partner, though
Ann: In case one of you is occupied
Ann: And a strange man tries to accost us
Margie: maybe you could think of someone....Holly?
Liese: she could "distract" him while i ready my blackjack to bash in his skull! yeah!
Liese: with kung fu action!
Holly: *waves BLT flag*
Margie: you're hired!
Ann: (what's the BLT?)
Holly: Boone Liberation Troupe

Ann: Penny Laaaane, is in my eaaaars, and in my eeeeyes!
Margie: wash that out before you get an infection!
Liese: ...dude, let me tell you, infections suck
Liese: especially those south of the border.
Ann: I will keep that in mind
Ann: No Mexico
Liese: mexinfection!
Ann: The curse!
Ann: The Mexinfection curse!
Ann: It buuuuuuurns
Margie: don't use that water! get bottled water!
Ann: I heard milk works better!

Holly: why am i not writing my paper due tomorrow?
Ann: Because it's due all the way tomorrow

Liese: i am here
Ann: *points to YOU ARE HERE sign*
Liese: *tapes it to her chest*
Liese: ...*reverses sign, scribbles on it, makes it point down and say "you wish you were here"*
Liese: yeah!
Ann: Bwah!
Margie: that's even better
Margie: we need a t-shirt
Ann: I'll wear it to my Cali job interview
Margie: we'll wear matching ones! you can say that you designed it
Margie: you'll be sure to get the job
Ann: And I'll try to sell the interviewer one

Holly: *steals John's hat*
Ann: *cuts John's hat in half*
Holly: you cut it in half?
Ann: yes
Holly: aww
Holly: *duct tapes it back together*
Ann: It's a very large hat
Holly: *tapes it to the ceiling using a step ladder, then hides step ladder*
Liese: *jumps ineffectually at the hat* i kind of wanted to wear half of it..
Ann: You could've each had half
Ann: It's a very large hat
Holly: But it makes a very nice umbrella
Holly: an inside umbrella
Ann: True
Holly: that's why it's on the ceiling
Ann: In case of the hail breaking through
Margie: in case it rains in here
Holly: yes
Liese: but
Holly: you can have a pastry instead
Liese: we need a hole in the ceiling for the hail to get in
Liese: who's going to accommodate us?
Margie: I have a drill right here
Holly: Laura! Do you have an assortment of medieval weaponry?
Margie: even better!

John: I'm thinking: John, Lord of Darkness (Dum Dum Duuuuuum!): A Love Story
Holly: with whom?
Holly: a mirror?
Ann: Himself
Margie: ahahaha!!!!
Margie: *gives points to Holly and Ann*
John: In which John, for the first time in a long time, falls for a girl... named Johanna, Lady of Darkness (dramatic reverb)
Ann: lol!
Margie: no!!!!
Margie: that truly is weird
Margie: and wrong
Holly: ...Johanna who used to be John?
John: Yes, yes indeed!
John: Johanna who used to be John

Liese: note to self: "complete and udder adoration" is different from "complete and utter adoraction"
Ann: *nod*
Ann: An important difference
Liese: indeed
Liese: no one needs excess cows anyway

Ann: Holly, do you have Prince Albert in a can?
Holly: I don't own a refrigerator
Ann: It doesn't have to be refrigerated
Holly: But Ima Dumbell doesn't live here.

Margie: I had this bizarre dream last night where my tooth broke off, but I couldn't go to the dentist 1. because I don't have any more insurance and 2. evil creatures were chasing me and I had no time to stop
John: That happens every time I go to the dentist

Jasy: Burgers and ham, oh my!
Margie: oh my indeed
Jasy: No donuts for you!
Margie: you spoke to me of your own free will. I think it calls for more than just donuts
Jasy: Yes, but you still don't get the donuts...or any of my donut cereal. *hordes*
Margie: ....can I have some ice cream?
Jasy: No!
Jasy: You must sit right there, and not move. Or it's the squirt bottle.
Margie: not the squirt bottle!
~later~
Margie: can I move yet?
Jasy: No! Sit, or I get the newspaper!

Holly: "Violet had gone to sleep with the magazine still draped across her. Isomorphix smirked a little at that, and shut the door quietly behind him. After all, if she had wanted to come along, she shouldn't have drifted off."
Lori: i did that a few weeks ago
Holly: look at the sexual tension!

Margie: apparently, all of the chat bots know you ;-)
John: I get around

John: I am ready to drop it like it's hot.
Margie: *gets camera*
John: Well, if you have the camera out, I'll drop down and get my eagle on, as well
Margie: I'm ready if you are

Zach: guess who got lost in the woods and got really dehydrated and almost DIED?
Chris: was it.... you?
Zach: no
Zach: it was...me!
Chris: that was my next guess

Margie: I'm kind of pretty and pretty damn smart...I like romantic things like music and art....and as you know I have a giant heart...so why don't I have a boyfriend? fuck! It sucks to be me!
Margie: ahahah!
Zach: hey chris
Zach: margie just said fuck
Margie: Chris sang "Drop It Like It's Hot"
Margie: which is just as bad ;-)
Chris: i never thought i'd sing the words "i specialise on making all the girls get naked"

Chris: but we're long overdue for an explanation-of-dance-move song
Chris: we haven't had anything since U-Turn
Chris: and what the heck kind of dance move was that?
Margie: I dunno
Chris: "put yo' hands up, bend yo' knees, move around in a circle, get down wit' me"!?
Chris: i visualise a drunken crab

Chris: buy zach!
Margie: *buys Zach*
Chris: that'll be 30 pieces of silver
Margie: *hands over silver*
Margie: *takes Zach home*
Chris: quality merchandise, you won't regret it
Margie: *feeds and waters Zach*
Chris: he'll serve you well for many years
Chris: whatever that means
Margie: hooray!
Margie: I bought a servant!
Margie: Chris is now in the slave-trading business!
Chris: only until my folk band hits the big time

Eric: i'd...that would just bother me =P
Margie: it bothers me not to know
Margie: so there we are ;-)
Eric: ...do we have to fight now?
Margie: maybe later

Margie: I got these new art cd's and one of the songs is "Van Gogh (no stereo)" because he cut off one ear ;-)
Margie: or, ahahah! "Symmetry (I'm Beside Myself)"
Margie: "Are You Serious? I Think You're Delirious" (Dali)
Eric: o_o
Eric: that's...a little upsetting =P
Margie: they're great
Eric: i like the symmetry one best, i think
Margie: the vase store song is my favorite
Margie: "Welcome to my store-a, want to buy an amphora?"
Eric: *blink*
Margie: I couldn't make that up if I wanted to ;-)
Margie: ahaha! the obscure color song is about colors like "puce"
Eric: yay!
Eric: puce rocks my face

Umar: *brain explodes*
Umar: Stupid wee hours of the morning make my tongue a bit loose
Umar: I need to watch for that

Ann: Evil gin for everyone!
Umar: Evil gin? Hmm... I think I'll pass.
Umar: Don't you prepare the gin, Ann?
Margie: it's nonalcoholic
Margie: and Adam is the one who makes it
Umar: Then I suppose it couldn't hurt.
Margie: *gets out glasses*
Margie: *turns on 1812 Overture*
Ann: *dances*
Ann: *wildly*
Umar: 1812 Overture?
Margie: *moves table out of the way*
Ann: *knocks over vase*
Umar: *goats stampede through*
Ann: Goats!
Margie: *herds goats into corner*
Ann: But it's a round room!
Margie: no! I can't find the corner!
Umar: What about the tangent?
Umar: If you drive the goats into the wall far enough, I'm sure they could fit that qualification.
Margie: *music changes to Ride of the Valkyries*
Ann: *hops on the back of a goat*
Ann: We ride!
Margie: *goat runs in circles*
Umar: lol, goat-riding, huh?
Ann: When this music plays, we must ride
Margie: oh, the next song on my new CD is "Ritual Fire Dance"
Ann: *gets flamethrower*
Margie: or we could skip to Pines of the Appian Way
Juliet: Exciting things seem to be happening in here....
Umar: Oh, I can just picture that: Ann riding in on a goat, armed with a flamethrower.
Margie: or maybe Infernal Danse of King Kastchei
Margie: anyone up for the William Tell Overture?
Ann: Yes!
Ann: I have my bow and arrows
Margie: ahahaha!!!! Sabre Dance! I wish you could hear this song, it's even better
Margie: *if chats had music*
Umar: It's a good thing they don't.

Lori and Margie play Harry Potter mad libs:
Margie: "the scarecrow had fallen" has got to be our new sekkrit code
Margie: and, I know I live in the gutter but....."Harry felt his guitar tip south: next thing he knew he was sprawled on the damp jacket."
Margie: .....is it just me?
Lori: i thought the bit about Ron's Spanish Armada was a bit...
Lori: well...you know
Margie: he was finangled into Harry's lap

Lori: DUDE!
Lori: Cillian just knocked his boss out with a can of peas
Margie: ahaha
Lori: and then he started dancing around on tables of groceries
Lori: until he fell down
Lori: if i'm ever about to get fired, i'm so doing something like that

Margie: and I must know it all before it happens
Matt B: ya
Margie: I just must
Matt B: hahaha, me too
Margie: we can be spoiler whores together
Matt B: intersting proposition.

Matt B: um, margie, do you konw that there is dynamite in the sink of the "showers"
Margie: I know!
Margie: I put it there
Margie: Tails told me to
Matt B: wha? why?
Margie: because the Junior Tri-Leaders are naughty

Matt B: found it.... animorphs huh...
Margie: yes indeed
Matt B: interesting
Matt B: the show was pretty bad.
Matt B: never tried the novels.
Margie: we hate the show
Margie: we don't speak of it
Margie: it is that which is not named
Margie: the abomination
Matt B: you're a nut

Adam: I guarantee it
Adam: or your money back

Margie: Jeze'niah?
Adam: gezundheit

Rob 's status is now "AWWARAHG!!!!1".
Rob: it just gives a hit as to what I'm up to at the moment
Margie: sounds like you're having a much more exciting time than me

"Margie": how's that "family visit" going? having fun? bet you could have more here, loser.
"Margie": you SUCK
Adam: happy Friday to you too :-P
"Margie": its not a happy friday when friends don't visit their other friends
"Margie": :'(
Adam: but when a child discovers the magic of reading, everybody wins!
"Margie": BUT WHEN A CHILD NEGLECTS THEIR FRIENDS, EVERYBODY LOSES, LOSER!
Adam: I dunno, I've never heard that one before so it can't be true...
"Margie": i bet you never heard that eric's thing is six inches tall, but that's true
Adam: sounds like you all have been having a fun time, then ;-)
"Margie": YOU WOULDN'T KNOW CAUSE YOU'RE NOT HERE, LOSER!!!
Adam: I guess that's too bad for me
"Margie": yup
"Margie": and the food rocks, too
"Margie": later, loser =P
"Margie": (this is totally Liese, by the way)
Adam: *gasp in total shock and awe*
"Margie": i am the queen of subtlety and imitation. yes, yes i am.

Jasy: Rawr! *pounces and eats brains*
Margie: I've been awfully whiny (whiney?) lately, you might want to rethink that ;-)
Margie: Also, when Eric, Holly, Liese, and Lori were at my house last month, we sent out presents to everyone except you, because something ate your postman....it was you, wasn't it?
Jasy: Yes, his brains tasted like Hungarian grapefruit.

Jasy: Sleeping is for non-awake people.
Jasy: Are you non-awake?
Margie: I plan to be non-awake in a few minutes
Margie: because I must be awake at 6:00
Jasy: But that's against the law!
Margie: is not!
Jasy: Is so! I read...books!
Margie: my books don't' say that
Jasy: Your books are false and salty!
Jasy: Eat them, they go good with a side of brains.
Margie: what are your books, then? true and sweet?
Jasy: Just like my body!

Holly: tell Umar to IM me if you see him
Margie: he's back at school, he may not be online for a while
Holly: but he'll be a great detective one day
Holly: i mean doctor
Margie: ahahahaha!!!!!!
Holly: ..is that getting quoted?

Zach: Mahrgarratte Roz Jaksin
Margie: my ghetto name!

Eric: so liese is hosting a girlparty right now
Margie: you weren't invited?
Eric: girlparty =P
Margie: I know ;-)
Margie: they could paint your nails, too
Eric: that stings =P

Margie: John! Liese and Eric and Holly and Lori are at my house right this very second!
Margie: and you're not! ahahaha!!!!
John: Tell everyone I say Hi!
John : And, uh, Junior Tri-Leaders smell, or some such thing...
Margie: we made you a card
Margie: Eric called you a son of a bitch
Margie: you'll get it when you go back to school ;-)
John : Oh, and tell Eric that I've finished reading everything Sandman-related that Neil Gaiman wrote... uh, except that story in Midnight Days, but I'll get to that soon enough
John : And tell Lori that I haven't seen Batman yet
Margie: should we take notes here? ;-)
John : And, uh, tell Holly not to drive!
John : And tell yourself that "Victory is mine, BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!"
Margie: *tells self*
John : Tell Lori that she needs to write more smut to compete with this [JL fanfiction] kid
Margie: will do
John : See, it's like I'm there!
John : ... Eric is smelly and doesn't wear socks!
Margie: that's true, actually!
John : And I want everyone to know that I'll come to one of these whacky parties once you can arrange for Jeff to do a firefighter strip routine
John : Or have Umar pop out of a cake and sing "Happy birthday, Mr. President"
John : Whichever you prefer

Margie: (John!)
Margie: (it's Lori!)
John : (Margie!)
John : (Lori!)
Margie: (i've stolen Margie's computer)
Margie: (we're not speaking to each other!)
John : (We're not speaking to each other, or you and Margie?)
Margie: (Margie and I!)
Margie: (we haven't been. Not for hours.)
John : (Um... fun?)
Margie: (We've been reading Harry Potter ;-))
John : (Bwah! I'm on the third chapter!)
Margie: (the THIRD?)
Margie: (Good lord! have you been transfigured into a snail?)
John : (Yes!)
John : (... No!)
John : (... Wait, is this a trick question?)

Margie: (also, Margie wanted to comment on the pics, particularly the PPDF)
Margie: (and we both liked the one of the dragonfly on the windshield. Looks like you hit a fairy or something with the car)
John : PDDF!!!!
John : *(PDDF!!!!)
Margie: (LOL, i just turned to Margie and said "He even dropped the parentheses!")

John : My comments on the Half-Blood Prince are on Morphz, btw
Chris: "the horcruxes are phallic"
Margie: are they?
Chris: "symbols of voldemort's splintered manhood"
Chris: ELF FIGHTING!
Margie: indeed
Josh: ELF

Adam: this chat seems very laggy on my end
Margie: thats because no one is talking ;-)
Adam: you just did
Chris: i am uploading things to places
Chris: but purevolume is slow
Adam: your mom is slow

Adam: Bassinette?
Margie: no, he's in third grade
Adam: Casio?
Margie: it's another weird name
Adam: Toyota?
Margie: I do have a Mercedes
Adam: you could tell people that
Adam: and not explain it
Adam: "I'm an elementary school art teacher and I have a Mercedes!"

Margie: *basks in the glory of the person who finished the guitar book*
Ili: YES!
Ili: INDEED
Ili: WORSHIP ME!
Margie: .....what about the sacred chicken? do I forget about that?
Ili: *allows unworthy dust mites to glance upon her aura of amazingness*

Ili: *also anticipates* *and precipitates*
Lori: you're raining?
Ili: yes.
Neo: you're mixing two liquids to form a solid?
Ili: Yes!!
Ili: I AM AMAZING, DON'T QUESTION!!

Margie: that sentence made no sense and I'm okay with that
Lori: except i completely understood it
Lori: which scares me

Ili: O.o
Ili: don't make me look at you
Ili: o.O more than three times.

Lori: Their time has come!
Neo: Forth, and Fear no Darkness!
Lori: We are Morphz!
Neo: A sword day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Neo: BA BA BAH BA BA BAH BA BA BUM BUM
Ili: AND I'LL FORM THE HEAD!
Ili: just like on VOLTRON
Ili: WHOOo
Neo: dude, it's all about thundercats...
Neo: voltron
Neo: psht
Juliet: Voltron!!!
Ili: VOLTRON RULES MAN DON'T PUSH ME
Ili: I WILL USE ALL CAPS INDEFINATELY.
Neo: OMG rizzle!

Juliet: Go to AE and start up a religious debate.
Neo: no
Neo: because then Stephen will be like, "I hate black people." Then leeran will say, "I concur. May I lick your boots?"
Neo: and then Hope will blame JG
Neo: and Bill Clinton

Margie: oh, then I really don't feel sorry for you ;-)
Adam: ouch
Margie: *is mean*
Adam: *is hurt*

Adam: it sounds really exciting and impressive
Adam: but it scares the pants off me
Margie: *covers eyes*

Ili: whooo
Ili: it's time for NANOWRIMO
Margie: I know, I started already
Ili: (I'm filling in for Lori since she's unable to communicate NNWO ecstasy right now)
Ili: WHOOOO

Margie: I was mixing up purple powdered paint today and I have a cold. These things seem unrelated until I blow my nose and get purple paint. I know, I'm gross.
Margie: your life was not complete until you knew that, though. ;-)
Umar: How did you ever manage to get paint up your nose?
Umar: You weren't attempting to sniff the powder, now where you...? ;-)
Margie: I inhaled the dust
Umar: Margie!
Margie: I'm being admonished by Adam, too. He says he won't marry me now ;-)
Umar: Well, I think he'd have second thoughts about marrying a drug dealer who targets elementary school kids ;-)

Margie: *inhales more paint dust*
Margie: *hides jar*
Margie: what purple paint?
Adam: I will not marry a substance abuser!

Margie: so how many kids are we having?
Adam: 500
Margie: that's a no
Margie: *divorces you*

John : So... yo momma!
Margie: those are not very good lyrics
John : They're brilliant and you know it
Margie: I hate talking to people who think they know more about something than you do.....and they really don't know what they think they know (not you and your bad lyrics, someone else) ;-)
John : I definitely know more about what you just said than you do
John : I was there. I saw it. I perceived it on levels you haven't even heard of yet.
Margie: ....yo momma!
John : Damn
Margie: I win!

Margie: the two maunts just met the elephant princess howevever-you-spell-her-name....Nastoya?
Margie: ahaha
Margie: howevever has too many letters
Margie: *goes to bed*

Margie: babies with superpowers
Umar: I don't understand... is this JL related?
Margie: no, but it would be interesting
Umar: Does this mean Rosma is going to marry Studmuffin when she finds him? ;-)
Margie: that's a big no ;-)
Umar: Aww... oh well, there go the superbabies
Margie: they don't have to be married to have babies
Umar: True
Umar: Does that mean they're having babies? :-)
Margie: no
Umar: Damn, I knew it.

Umar: The entire time Iso's been with the JL was because his leads had been running cold.
Holly: and because he wants to be the father of violet's superbabies
Umar: you've been talking to Margie, haven't you?

Umar: He's only a quasi-poopyhead when he doesn't remember anything

Adam: I did it!
Margie: congratulations
Adam: yes
Adam: it was fun
Adam: and pretty easy
Margie: so you enjoyed it?
Adam: yeah
Adam: but then I tried a harder one and that didn't work out so well
Adam: but at least I succeeded the first time

TAS: ::does the getting an African Penguin high on Wizz Fizz, floating down the nile river on one of Ann's Oreo's dance::
TAS: ::seductively::
Margie: *covers eyes*
TAS: and on that note i'm going to church

Margie: want to see a really scary HP photo manipulation that has nothing to do with sex?
Ann: Always!
Margie: *re-finds link*
Margie: actually, I'm intrigued by it, but apparently there's not anymore in existence on the entire internet like it
Ann: It sounds mysterious
Margie: apparently, this is the only person in the world who makes them
Ann: ...that's very scary
Margie: I know, but it also intrigues me
Ann: it does
Ann: I'd like to see this person's method
Margie: but there have got to be more people in the world who make these
Margie: there's probably a community or something on LJ
Margie: but, alas, it is hiding from me
Ann: It knows how much you wish to find it
~later~
Margie: ack! *shields eyes*
Margie: I was wrong, it's not intriguing anymore!
Ann: lol!
Margie: I am scarred for life!
Ann: Has it gone to the Bad Place?
Margie: yes *hides under desk*

You have just entered room "chrisneedstogiveyoucancer."
Margie: you need to give me what?
Chris: I did this stupid thing: "Go to google.com, type in "[your name]needs" and hit search"
Chris: and one of mine was "Chris needs to give you cancer"
Umar: Okay, I need to add "Chris" to my list of carcinogenic agents

Umar: *sleeps*
Margie: sleep is for.....no, I can't do it
Chris: SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!
Margie: but someone else can!

Chris: hey Umar... i heard some Muslim hip-hop the other day
Chris: finally i understand what everyone else i know thinks about Christian music...
Umar: ... Muslim hip-hop... ?
Umar: *is scared*
Chris: M-U-S
Chris: L-I-M
Chris: I'm so blessed
Chris: To be wit dem
Umar: Okay, for the sake of the Lord/God/Allah stop...
Chris: it's not very good.
Chris: but we're as equals now!

Chris: let's just put that down to lack of sleep.
Umar: Well, that reasoning certainly has been applied to me before

Adam: I don't want cancer
Josh: I do
Josh: but
Josh: what kind
Chris: ovarian
Margie: not fair!
Margie: *leaves*
Josh: dude
Josh: HIT ME
Chris: okay, hold on
Chris: pass me your ovaries
Josh: I can't
Josh: they're
Josh: um
Josh: inside my body
Adam: weird, dude
Chris: you should have that looked at.

Margie: so Chris (TAS) for my Christmas challenge, asked me for "An African penguin, getting high on Wizz Fizz, floating down the Nile River on an Oreo cookie."
Adam: drat
Adam: I was going to get him that

Adam: Intercourse, PA?
Margie: we're talking about strange place names, right?
Margie: not setting up a date?

Margie: Happy New Year! *throws confetti*
Ann: Happy New Year!
Ann: *eats confetti*
Margie: ahahah!!!!! the newsguy!
Margie: "It's about half an hour from the new year, meaning someone is already asleep on the couch and everyone else is annoyed at the guy doing the fake countdown every five minutes. Yep, we're ready for 2006."
Ann: It's Y2K+6!
Ann: Head for the hills!
Ann: Happy New Year!
Margie: Happy New Year! *waves around streamers*