The School Daze Saga: PDA Trouble
In which our two couples engage in some serious PDA breaking-yes, that
entails a hell of a lot of making out.
QB: Ew! Would you guys please just go get a room somewhere?
S: A hotel room would be preferable.
D: You my baby.
A: Okay, honey.
Am: Come here, love kitten, you with the delicious butt.
M: I'm all yours, sweetie-lovie-honey-poo.
S: They're not listening.
QB: Do they ever, in these situations?
S: They like making out.
QB: We'll have to pull them off of each other soon.
S: Oh, hell, no!
QB: Oh, hell, yes! We don't want to get in any more trouble with the
school.
S: This is trouble?
QB: How much blonde do you have in your head, Sara? They're breaking
the PDA right now! PDA stands for public display of affection.
S: Then wouldn't that be PDOA?
QB: Shut up! Anyways, they're making out, that's a public display of
affection, and there are some really harsh penalties for not heeding the
PDA.
S: Like what?
QB: Serious detention time, suspension, in-school suspension, box,
clean up duty, you get the picture. We just can't afford to put Dhani in
any more trouble, and Marie would go ballistic if she were to be trapped
in box or in-school.
S: Too true.
M: Be my Romeo, melt my toes with affection and looooove.
Am: Be my Juliet, say my name over and over and over and over and over
again.
D: I'm gonna kiss you till your lips fall off.
A: I'll be hangin' on you the entire time, lovaboy.
S: (Shudder, shudder) Gross!
QB: Lovers. What can I say?
(Enter Chibi)
C: Oooh, kissy-kissy facies!
QB: Chibi, what are you doing in here? This is inappropriate for
children your age!
C: Me no go no where Queenie weenie, me go watch love stuff as much as
me want.
S: Oh, my Goddess, QB, stop her!
QB: No can do, Sara.
(Enter Bzethio)
BZ: Damn, there be some major love action going here.
QB: Up-shut!
S: Get out of here!
BZ: Kissy-wissy!
A: (breaking away from D) These on your face can kiss this on my body.
(Pointing to her lips and her ass, then going back to kissing D.)
BZ: Diiieeeeeeeeeee!
QB: Not while they're makin' out, BZ.
BZ: Damn you!
S: Up yours, Bitchie-Butt-Coconut.
(Silence except for the ever-present sound of smooching)
S: Sorry, had to get the cheezies out. F*** off right this instant,
dumbf***!
M: (stops kissing Am) Sara! You go to the bathroom right this instant
and wash your mouth out with soap, or I will get up from this chair of
love and make-out and drag you in there myself! You don't use language
like that!
S: (sarcastically) Yes, mother dearest.
M: Thank you. (Goes back to kissing Am)
S: We can't stop these crazy couples.
QB: Have we ever been able to?
S: Good point. But the trouble we'll get into here at school?
QB: Pull 'em apart!!!
(S and QB run and attack the kissing couples. No dice.)
S: Shit, they're stuck like glue!
QB: They always are.
(Enter the teacher)
S: Criznap!!!
Teacher: And what is this? PDA breaking?
QB: We were trying to get them to stop, but they're not listening.
Teacher: I'll get some bouncers to help break them up.
(In principal's office)
S: Holy shiznit and revered criznap, we've done it again.
QB: Thank you so much, you guys.
(D and A are still kissing. Am and M are sitting quietly, holding
hands and M is very, very, very, very pale, and looks as if she wants to
scream)
M: I can't believe we broke PDA.
Am: I can't believe that Dhani and Aly are STILL breaking PDA.
D: And who needs the world when I've got you?
A: Nobody, nobody. Mmmmm. (Kiss, smooch, kiss)
Am: (Groan, groan) Stop them, someone.
(Enter the principal)
S: (Muttered) Criznap.
Principal: Well, well, well, PDA breakers, are we?
(D and A seem not to hear)
Principal: We have places for people like you. Miss Serneholt and Mr.
Paul. You (points to M) will be in Janitor service for a week, and you
(points to Am) will be in box. Miss Lumholdt, you will be be in
detention, same to you, Miss Beth, just for a week, because you did not
report this.
S: Maaaaan!
Principal: And the two who are not responding to this, they won't be
coming to school for a few days.
M: (gasp) Suspension?
Principal: Yes, Miss Serneholt, suspension. You may go.
(Leaving the principal's office)
QB: Well, that helped.
(D and A are still smooching while walking)
M: Don't they ever learn?
QB: Nah, doubt it.
C: Ha ha, troublies for youzies!
BZ: Shut it, Duchess Pokes-A-Lot!
C: Uh! No you call me that no more you stupid ass bitchie witchie!
BZ: It's such a wonderful talent isn't it?
QB: Oh, shut your trap or I'll send you to Hifl.
In which our two couples engage in some serious PDA breaking-yes, that
entails a hell of a lot of making out.
QB: Ew! Would you guys please just go get a room somewhere?
S: A hotel room would be preferable.
D: You my baby.
A: Okay, honey.
Am: Come here, love kitten, you with the delicious butt.
M: I'm all yours, sweetie-lovie-honey-poo.
S: They're not listening.
QB: Do they ever, in these situations?
S: They like making out.
QB: We'll have to pull them off of each other soon.
S: Oh, hell, no!
QB: Oh, hell, yes! We don't want to get in any more trouble with the
school.
S: This is trouble?
QB: How much blonde do you have in your head, Sara? They're breaking
the PDA right now! PDA stands for public display of affection.
S: Then wouldn't that be PDOA?
QB: Shut up! Anyways, they're making out, that's a public display of
affection, and there are some really harsh penalties for not heeding the
PDA.
S: Like what?
QB: Serious detention time, suspension, in-school suspension, box,
clean up duty, you get the picture. We just can't afford to put Dhani in
any more trouble, and Marie would go ballistic if she were to be trapped
in box or in-school.
S: Too true.
M: Be my Romeo, melt my toes with affection and looooove.
Am: Be my Juliet, say my name over and over and over and over and over
again.
D: I'm gonna kiss you till your lips fall off.
A: I'll be hangin' on you the entire time, lovaboy.
S: (Shudder, shudder) Gross!
QB: Lovers. What can I say?
(Enter Chibi)
C: Oooh, kissy-kissy facies!
QB: Chibi, what are you doing in here? This is inappropriate for
children your age!
C: Me no go no where Queenie weenie, me go watch love stuff as much as
me want.
S: Oh, my Goddess, QB, stop her!
QB: No can do, Sara.
(Enter Bzethio)
BZ: Damn, there be some major love action going here.
QB: Up-shut!
S: Get out of here!
BZ: Kissy-wissy!
A: (breaking away from D) These on your face can kiss this on my body.
(Pointing to her lips and her ass, then going back to kissing D.)
BZ: Diiieeeeeeeeeee!
QB: Not while they're makin' out, BZ.
BZ: Damn you!
S: Up yours, Bitchie-Butt-Coconut.
(Silence except for the ever-present sound of smooching)
S: Sorry, had to get the cheezies out. F*** off right this instant,
dumbf***!
M: (stops kissing Am) Sara! You go to the bathroom right this instant
and wash your mouth out with soap, or I will get up from this chair of
love and make-out and drag you in there myself! You don't use language
like that!
S: (sarcastically) Yes, mother dearest.
M: Thank you. (Goes back to kissing Am)
S: We can't stop these crazy couples.
QB: Have we ever been able to?
S: Good point. But the trouble we'll get into here at school?
QB: Pull 'em apart!!!
(S and QB run and attack the kissing couples. No dice.)
S: Shit, they're stuck like glue!
QB: They always are.
(Enter the teacher)
S: Criznap!!!
Teacher: And what is this? PDA breaking?
QB: We were trying to get them to stop, but they're not listening.
Teacher: I'll get some bouncers to help break them up.
(In principal's office)
S: Holy shiznit and revered criznap, we've done it again.
QB: Thank you so much, you guys.
(D and A are still kissing. Am and M are sitting quietly, holding
hands and M is very, very, very, very pale, and looks as if she wants to
scream)
M: I can't believe we broke PDA.
Am: I can't believe that Dhani and Aly are STILL breaking PDA.
D: And who needs the world when I've got you?
A: Nobody, nobody. Mmmmm. (Kiss, smooch, kiss)
Am: (Groan, groan) Stop them, someone.
(Enter the principal)
S: (Muttered) Criznap.
Principal: Well, well, well, PDA breakers, are we?
(D and A seem not to hear)
Principal: We have places for people like you. Miss Serneholt and Mr.
Paul. You (points to M) will be in Janitor service for a week, and you
(points to Am) will be in box. Miss Lumholdt, you will be be in
detention, same to you, Miss Beth, just for a week, because you did not
report this.
S: Maaaaan!
Principal: And the two who are not responding to this, they won't be
coming to school for a few days.
M: (gasp) Suspension?
Principal: Yes, Miss Serneholt, suspension. You may go.
(Leaving the principal's office)
QB: Well, that helped.
(D and A are still smooching while walking)
M: Don't they ever learn?
QB: Nah, doubt it.
C: Ha ha, troublies for youzies!
BZ: Shut it, Duchess Pokes-A-Lot!
C: Uh! No you call me that no more you stupid ass bitchie witchie!
BZ: It's such a wonderful talent isn't it?
QB: Oh, shut your trap or I'll send you to Hifl.