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| crfh.net/d/20011016.html | [[Street]] / Dave: Hey Reggie! / Mike: How're you doing, Reggue? You remember Marsha, right? And these are her friends... / Marsha: Hi, Reggieeee! / Reggie: Ooooooh! Hi, Marsha and friends! / Reggie: Hey hey, where do YOU think you're going? / Dave: But I come with them! / Reggie: Yeah, but it's LADIES night. You'll... |
| crfh.net/d/20011017.html | [[Street]] / Mike: Now Reggie, I know it's against the rules, but you HAVE to let this guy in. He does a really nifty trick with a coin... / Dave: WHAT? / Dave: This is ridiculous! Why do I have to make a fool of myself to get into a stupid club? I'm not doing it. / Mike: Dave, I admire you. You let your principles... |
| crfh.net/d/20011018.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Margaret: Heh! The music is so loud that I can feel the beat in my spleen! / April: Yeah, it's so loud I can't even hear what I'm thinking! Great, huh? / Marsha: So he did the trick? Damn, I should know better than making bets with you... / Mike: To be honest, I didn't manage to get him... |
| crfh.net/d/20011020.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Dave: Eermh... say, Margaret, would you... if you don't have anything better to do... and if you're not too tired, I thought, maybe we, oh heck, like I haven't practiced this line every day of my life... / Dave Would you d-d-...? / Margaret: Dance? / Dave: Yeah! / Margaret: It depends. Are... |
| crfh.net/d/20011021.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Dave: She's dancing with me! This means *something*! / Margaret: Dance dance dance! Gotta reach that fake 200% of increased brain efficiency! / Marsha: Woo! Oh God, how I needed this! I feel like I've been locked up in that stupid apartment for ages! / Mike: Yeah... maybe now that we're... |
| crfh.net/d/20011022.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Harold: Just wait a minute... is that Mike? / Eddie: Who? / Harold: Mike Green! The dirtiest bastard who's ever walked on the crust of the Earth! Oh, I'm gonna fix him GOOD... / Eddie: Cherry soda fo the lady, and this one's on the house. / Mike: Neat! Thanks! / Dave: There's too many people... |
| crfh.net/d/20011023.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Dave: *whew* / Margaret: ? / Margaret: Want the rest of the drink? / Dave: Are you sure? / Margaret: I'm sure. We danced enough to dehydrate a camel. You must be thirsty too. / Dave: Thanks! There isn't any alcohol in it, right? / Margaret: Barely. / Dave: I'm using the last of my consciousness... |
| crfh.net/d/20011024.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Mike: Gee. How awkward. Don't tell me *we* act like that in public... / Marsha: Aw, let them be! / Mike: No, no, I'm glad for them... but what ever happened to decorum? / Marsha: My God, Mike. You must be stoned out of your mind. / Marsha: Hey A-PRIL! April, check it OUT! / April: Check wha-HOOOOOO! / Roger:... |
| crfh.net/d/20011025.html | [[The Music Cave]] / April: Oooh I KNEW IT! I knew you two would end up together! AHAHAHA! And you were denying it all the time! / Margaret: I have to admit you were right about everything, April. Let's drink to that! Go ahead, be my guest. / April: Thanks! Here's to you guys and a ton of happiness in your... |
| crfh.net/d/20011026.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Margaret: Nobody ever beats me at thumb-wrestling, laserlips! / Dave: We'll see about that, sexyshoulders! / Roger: Hey April! Are you ever coming back to dance? / April: Nah. I'd rather feel miserable and ponder my lonely, lonely existence on this rotten Earth. Thank you very much. / Roger:... |
| crfh.net/d/20011029.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Harold: I can't believe that sucker is still standing! Did you give him the drinks? / Eddie: Yeah, but maybe he gave them to his friends. They're wasted. / Harold: Ah. Very clever, Mike. But I still have other ways to screw you... / Mike: ??? / Marsha: Mh, maybe it's time to go home. Looks... |
| crfh.net/d/20011030.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Mike: Enough with the booty shaking, man! What are you trying to do, scar me for life? / Dave: HEEEEEEY! Why, if it's Mike, my bestest friend in the whooole world! / Mike: And there you go with the scarring thing again! / Mike: I can't BELIEVE this! You too, April? / April: Not my fault. Wuz... |
| crfh.net/d/20011031.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Mike: Whywhat the...? Where in the...? I didn't order any of this! Just a couple of cherry sodas! / Eddie: Well, ask your friends. You can't get plastered off of cherry soda, can you? / Dave: Don't think I ordered anything but I moight be wrong. Afffter all, I dun remember the name of... |
| crfh.net/d/20011101.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Marsha: Roooooger! Come down here, I got something for you! / Roger: Milk *hic* bone??? / Marsha: Come down, Roger... I think I saw a roadrunner out there... / Roger: Allriiiight! / Dave, Margaret: One two three, kick! One two three, kick! / Roger: Waaait. Dishe zay roadrunner? Thought she said... |
| crfh.net/d/20011102.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Mike: All right, enough nonsense. I'm not gonna pay for those drinks because you and I know that my friends didn't order them. Who are you working for? / Eddie: In the hypothetical case that was true, what's in it for me? / Mike: For one thing, I could give you the phone number of my friend... |
| crfh.net/d/20011105.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Mike: I don't know why you're asking for trouble, Harold. I STILL have those nice pics of you... / Harold: Hah hah. Go ahead and show 'em around. I broke up with Annie and Milly dumped me. / Harold: You always think you've got your ass covered. I got you this time, Mike. / Mike: You think... |
| crfh.net/d/20011106.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Harold: Consider yourself barbequed, Mike. I've been working out. It's gonna be so easy it's almost not worth it. / Mike: Oh yeah? I've been throwing my roommates around myself. So why are you putting cotton in your ears? Are your little girl screams that deafening? / Harold: Pfft. I know... |
| crfh.net/d/20011107.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Harold: Umph! Oh no. Ooooh NOOO.... / Harold: Nnhghrrr...!!! There! That's better... / Mike: WOK! / {{Part of the "The F Word" storyline}} |
| crfh.net/d/20011108.html | [[The Music Cave]] / Harold: I'm so disappointed, Mike. I thought you'd put up more of a fight... / Mike: I'm as shocked as you! / Mike: I'm sure there was a logical process behind my idea, but I can't remember what it was... / Mike: I think I'm not in my best... HEY! / Harold: Relax, brandy is good for your hair,... |
| crfh.net/d/20011109.html | [[Street]] / Mike: Get out of here, guys! What do you want to do, ruin everything? Who called you anyway? Shoo, shoo! / Dave: Alright, alright... we just thought... / Roger: Good... I can look for th' roadrunner instead... / Mike: There. I got rid of them. You can proceed. / Harold: What? I can't believe you didn't... |
| crfh.net/d/20011112.html | [[Street]] / Mike:That was fun. Where are the girls? / Dave: They leffft. We were playing "Tag" and Marsha was annoyed for some reshun. / Dave: She started sshlappin' us around... / Dave: Then she called a cab, and I toldar I was feelin' kinda sick... and she zaid... um, wait, what was it? She zaid... uuuuhm... / Dave:... |
| crfh.net/d/20011113.html | [[Street]] / Mike: I can't wait to get home... I think the low phase of the cold syrup is kicking in... I gotta keep my eyes open... / Dave: Mm... Mike...? / Mike: What kind of stupid town is this where you can't find a place to get a lousy cup of coffee at three in the morning? / Dave: Can we shtop for a minute....?... |
| crfh.net/d/20011114.html | [[Street]] / Mike: Well, we're almost there. It's been a wild night but we made it home in one piece. Hopefully, now we can crawl into bed and finally get some sleep. / Dave, Roger: ZzzZZZZZZZZZ / Mike: Just another night of babysitting you guys... but maybe someday you'll appreciate it. / Mike: ZzzzZzzzzZzzZ / {{Part... |
| crfh.net/d/20011115.html | [[Street]] / Cop: Mind if I interrupt your sleep, sir? Please step out of the car... / Mike: ZZzzzZ-??? / Mike: Eep. I'm sorry, officer. It's finals week, and I just kind of dozed off. / Cop: Yeah, I can smell how sleepy you are... / Mike: Mmh. Heh. Some dork poured a drink on me. Give me a test if you don't believe... |
| crfh.net/d/20011116.html | [[Classroom, Cell]] / Dave: Iiigh! Iiigh! I'm... *pant* here! / Dave: Iiigh... sorry to be... iiigh, late! Got arrested, *pant* long story... / Mr. Dover: Here you go. Hurry up, you might at least work enough problems to pass. / Paper: 1. (No partial credit, 100 points) Your calculus final is in two hours and... |
| crfh.net/d/20011119.html | [[Cell]] / Dave: OOW! What happened? Why are we here? / Roger: We got booze. Therefore we were drunk. Therefore we are here. / Mike: Excuse me. I was NOT drunk. Just a little sleepy and a liiiittle high on cold syrup, that's all. / Dave: Enggh. Why do I ever listen to you, Mike? If I had stayed home studying... |
| crfh.net/d/20011120.html | [[Cell, Girls' Apartment]] / Dave: *whimper* / Mike: Geez, Dave. It's not the end of the world... / Dave: I don't think you understand. The final is out THERE. We're in HERE> Stuck. Doomed. Dead. / Mike: Meh. I've been in worse trouble than this. Anyway, we're still not doomed... the girls are trying to bail... |
| crfh.net/d/20011121.html | [[Cell]] / Mike: Well, the final must be starting now. Guess we'll miss it after all. / Dave: I hope you're happy, Mike. You ruined my life yet AGAIN. / Mike: Hey, don't blame ME. I didn't get you drunk... Margaret did! / Dave: You're LYING. She wouldn't do something like that to me. / Mike: I've heard that line... |
| crfh.net/d/20011122.html | [[Street]] / Wall: CRACK / Mike: Ba-psssch. Look what we've done, guys. Another big hole in another nice wall. / Dave: Eeh. Do you think we're gonna have to pay for that? / Mike: As always, no. Let's make like a banana and SPLIT. / Roger: OW. Don't speak about SPLITTING... / {{Part of the "The F Word" storyline... |
| crfh.net/d/20011123.html | [[Park]] / Mike: HeeHEEEE! This is the way we escape from jail, escape from jail, escape from jail... / Dave: Mike, shut up! I'm trying to freak out over the fact that I'm a fugitive and I didn't stufy Chapter 14! / Roger: Meh, let him smile. After all we could use time slowing down for once! / {{Part of the... |
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