Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda and the guest appearance were playing chess in the living room when Megan Fox came down and after kissing Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda, rubbing the guest appearance's bald head, giving Ricky a hug and kissing Soccer Mom on the lips, announced to everyone that she was going to the movies tonight with her new boyfriend.
"Have fun." Everyone said in unison.
"Snora! Supper's ready!" Soccer Mom said while leaning into the the living room from the kitchen.
"Yeah yeah. I'll be in.. once this game is done." Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda said while moving his pawn forward.
"Good move, Sonny." The guest appearance said, reaching over and ruffling Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soda/Sonny's hedgehog.
Soccer Mom was looking a little upset, watching Megan Fox pick up her tiny backpack and leave in her short shorts and tiny zipped up jacket.
"WHY DON'T YOU EVER TAKE OR INVITE ME OUT TO THE MOVIES ANYMORE, YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING ABSOLUTELY REPULSIVE MAN YOU! I SLAVE OVER A HOT STOVE FOR YOU EVERY SO OFTEN OR ONCE IN A BLUE MOON AND YOU TOTALLY IGNORE ME AND SOMETIMES YOU DON'T VISIT OR YOU DON'T TAKE ME OUT TO DINNER.. ALL YOU EVER DO IS ROW OUT ON A BOAT OH SO OFTEN WITH SNORA!" Soccer Mom whacked Kramer Ricky in the chest with her rolled up newspaper, startling him and making him drop his beer.
Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda/Sonny made his next move, using his knight pawn.
But the guest appearance had other plans. "I'll take you out tonight."
"You will?!" Soccer Mom looked surprised and broke out into another maze of wrinkles.
"Sure... why not? If.. you're... looking for a night out and...stuff.." The guest appearance looked down at the ground, curiously eying the dog that was curled up and looking sickly at his feet.
"SEE?! WHY CAN'T YOU BE CREEPY AROUND MY SON, EAT ME OUT OF HOUSE AND HOME AND STILL BE A GENTLEMAN LIKE THIS CREEPY WEIRDO?!" Soccer Mom swatted Ricky again as he was leaving the kitchen, once again dropping his new can of beer. It fizzed and popped and pour its contents all over the floor... again.
As the guest appearance took Soccer Mom by the arm and headed out the door, Ricky sat in his seat opposite Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda/Sonny.
"So... what do you... want to do now?" Ricky asked.
Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda/Sonny just shrugged.
"We're.. all out of beer. Want to go to the liquor store?" Kramer Ricky asked, jiggling a pair of keys.
Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda/Sonny put down his hedgehog. "Yeah, alright. But I'm driving!" Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda/Sonny snatched up the keys and ran out the front door. He made the fatal mistake of slamming it behind him. At that very moment, the wall of the flimsy set gave way and collapsed upon the young teenager. The dog seeing the potential at freedom, ran across the fallen set and out the studio doors. Meanwhile, Ricky just skirted the outside of the rubble and retrieved his keys from Sopa/Snora/Sokma/Soma/Soda/Sonny's cold dead hands. Whistling he made his way off set.
That's SO Ricky!