RiffText/RTOD/SSXMails/BHZ/Life, and Not Enough Space in the Room to Enjoy It

WILL BE FORMATTED LATER SSX

LIGHTNING GUY: Are you...talking to yourself?

tries to get to the computer through the huge croud.

MR. CLOUD: Those brits. Gotta put "u"s in everything.

Gir is standing on top of the computer. Coach Z is laying on the ground, and an imprint of him is shown on Depressio's chest.

LIGHTNING GUY: They got busy last night.

Mr. Teatime is shoved into HoL's mouth.

Teatime: I don't know how this could get any worse.

LIGHTNING GUY: You could have been shoved into Mr. Cloud's mouth.

MR. CLOUD: Hey, do these look like the teeth of someone who doesn't take care of them?

LIGHTNING GUY: Those are dentures! And you're twenty!

HoL: Horlgrofe slong hangrovengeh?

Teatime: I hate my life.

LIGHTNING GUY: Join the club.

Ok, let's see if I can answer an email without being squished.

a>run_ssxmail.exe

A portal opens out of nowhere, and Pokehomsar and Darkest_Raven fall out.

MR. CLOUD: Couldn't they have just used the front door?

SSX: Great, just great. Well, at least there's no one else to fill the room up.

DB: Hey, guys. Can I be, um, cool in here?

Everyone except DB: No!

MR. CLOUD: Haters gonna hate, then.

DB: Okay, yeesh. Sorry I asked.

SSX: Ok, I'm getting sick

LIGHTNING GUY: Hooray!

of this.

LIGHTNING GUY: Blast it all!

Gir: I'll get the thermometer!

MR. CLOUD: Leave the bad jokes to us,

NAMINE: ...at least John admits his jokes are bad?

please.

SSX: Ugh...

Teatime: I couldn't have said that any better.

SSX: Ok, guys. We need to have two people to a room.

LIGHTNING GUY: Wait, is this entire episode just going to be a space debate?

HoL: Ihhs ihatt Throanksgrainving arunglodily?

LIGHTNING GUY: I'll take that as a yes.

Teatime: What did he say?

SSX: I think he said, "Is it Thanksgiving already?"

Teatime: ....Get this thing offa me!

MR. CLOUD: That's a rude thing to say to your host.

D_R uses telepathic powers to get Teatime out.

MR. CLOUD: Because it would have just been too hard to actually use his hands to pull him out.

Teatime: I'm with the girl with the blue robe.

Teatime and D_R leave.

HoL: I'm with the stack 'o brownies!

LIGHTNING GUY: Looks more like a pile of crap to me.

DB: ...No.

Depressio: I'm with DB, I guess.

DB: ...Yes.

LIGHTNING GUY: Alright.
MR. CLOUD: yes alright yes alright

Depressio and DB leave, and only CZ, HoL, Gir, and SSX were left.

Gir: I'll bunk with the hedgehog-man!

SSX: Fine with me.

LIGHTNING GUY: Sleeping next to a complete lunatic couldn't possibly go wrong!

Coach Z: I'm nort burnking with thart idiort!

HoL; I'm not bunking with an old man who smells like 5 month old Chinese Food!

MR. CLOUD: You dissin' the Chinese?

SSX: Fine, fine. Just have 2 rooms to yourselves. Losers.

Coeach Z: HE'Z TRYIN TA FADE ME!

LIGHTNING GUY: OH NO HE'Z DIDN'T

Gir knocks CZ down, and stuffs him into an empty room.

MR. CLOUD: GIR: PROFESSIONAL TOUGH DOG

NOXIGAR: I sometimes wonder what it's like to try writing a character from somewhere else who has no personality to their name. Then, I stop wondering because writing a personality for any character is genuinely easy.

OR ROBOT OR WHATEVER

HoL: This is muntiny! I won't bunk with a walking, breathing lump of gra-ss!

SSX: You don't have to, idiot!

HoL: This is mutiny!

LIGHTNING GUY: But I thought it was muntiny.

HoL walks into an emty room.

SSX: That's the storage closet!

Hol: No, it's not! It's a

MR. CLOUD: emty room.

tiny bedroom!

SSX: Well, I should probably answer that email.

MR. CLOUD: Don't worry. It's not like it's the entire focus of the show or anything.

a>Greetings, SSX.

I was just wondering, what is the meaning of life?

From, Dr. Stupid

LIGHTNING GUY: But I thought Dr. Stupid knew everything. He's a genius. I mean, they don't call him Dr. Stupid for nothing!

a>That's an easy one. Ok, guys. The meaning of life is...

The paper comes down.