Fourth floor common room, Monday evening

[hurtingzeebo]

After having spent much of her day repeatedly checking her reflection to make sure she didn't have any fur (seriously, what the hell was up with this weekend? She was half convinced she'd dreamed it, but then Monday things kept happening, and she was pretty sure she hadn't slept through the whole weekend), Sam made her way out to the common room.

When her search of the fridge hadn't turned up any steaks or ham or even leftover ribs, she'd settled down on the couch with a big bowl of chowder instead, channel surfing until she found an animal channel doing a special on bears.

Real ones. The ones that might eat you if you messed with them.

"Dammit, why couldn't I have been one of those bears over the weekend?"

[ooc: Open common room is terribly, terribly open!]

Second Floor Common Room; Monday Evening [ 05/23 ].

[geewhizfellas.livejournal.com]

By golly, today was just about one of the best days Butters could ever imagine having! On top of being able to have his own real radio show, he got to have a fun class and a productive day at work, and now was the best part ever! It was Monday night, and not just any Monday night! It was the Monday night of the first episode of the new season of The Terrance & Phillip Show! Boy, Butters sure was excited and he knew Stan was going to come down and watch it with him and so he was going to make a whole viewing premiere out of it.

Popcorn. Sodas. Cheesy poofs! And lots of high-quality, high-class Canadian fart jokes!

"Oh, boy," said Butters, as he settled the snacks on the coffee table and reached for the remote, "I hope tonight they're searching for treas-uh!"

[[ open common room is open! Link gets a warning, since it leads to a bunch of Terrance & Phillip stuff so expect a lot of annoying farting and bad language! ]]