Bart rode his bike down the sidewalk of Evergreen Terrace. Usually on Monday mornings, he would be on the bus towards school. But today was different, and, finally becoming tired of being stuck inside all day long, had decided to break out, and spend a day of the summer in the sun. The summer did not mean holidays for everybody, and there was still a fair amount of rush hour traffic, for those who weren't yet on vacation. One of those who was on vacation was Ned Flanders, who strode over towards the Simpsons house. Homer came outside, and walked over to the mailbox to see if he had received a package. "Hi diddly ho neighborino!" said Ned enthusiastically to Homer.
"Flanders? Do'h! Why aren't you at your store?" Homer asked. "Well, all the left-handers leave town for the summer holidays." Ned replied. "So, there's not much to do in my house, so I thought I'd come over to your houseeroney!" Homer panicked. "Well, that's great, but …. I was - just …. going…. to - Moe's! See you round Flanders!" Homer said. He hurried over to his car and flew out of the driveway. He turned into the street and went flying down, overtaking Bart. Homer stopped at a traffic light part way down the street. Suddenly Moe appeared in front of him, crossing the street. "Moe?" Homer asked. "What are you doing here?" Shouldn't you be at the bar?"
"Sorry, Homer, I'm leaving town for a week, remember?" Moe replied. "For once I'm going to take a summer holiday."
"D'oh!" said Homer. "Now where will i go?"
Homer drove down the street and parked, right in front of the now dormant Springfield Elementary. Homer got out, and was going to think of a place to go to. Suddenly Homer saw Principal Skinner inside one of the rooms inside the school. Homer walked over to the window of the room, and looked inside. Skinner was busy writing down something on sheets of paper. Homer tapped on the glass, and Skinner looked up from his work. He walked over and opened the window.
"Skinner, what are you doing here? My kids told me school was finished!" said Homer. "Oh, it is. I'm just preparing for the Fall term" Skinner answered. "Fall?" Homer questioned. "That's three months away!"
"Can't start too early!" said Skinner. "Too early? What do you even have to do? You're the principal! You don't teach any classes!" "Well, not really." Skinner answered. "But no better place to spend the summer than here." "Come on Skinner," said Homer frustratedly. "You need to get a life." Skinner looked down, saddened. "I know." he said. "Don't get too down Skinner, I'll take you somewhere that will make you feel alive again."
"Flanders? Do'h! Why aren't you at your store?" Homer asked. "Well, all the left-handers leave town for the summer holidays." Ned replied. "So, there's not much to do in my house, so I thought I'd come over to your houseeroney!" Homer panicked. "Well, that's great, but …. I was - just …. going…. to - Moe's! See you round Flanders!" Homer said. He hurried over to his car and flew out of the driveway. He turned into the street and went flying down, overtaking Bart. Homer stopped at a traffic light part way down the street. Suddenly Moe appeared in front of him, crossing the street. "Moe?" Homer asked. "What are you doing here?" Shouldn't you be at the bar?"
"Sorry, Homer, I'm leaving town for a week, remember?" Moe replied. "For once I'm going to take a summer holiday."
"D'oh!" said Homer. "Now where will i go?"
Homer drove down the street and parked, right in front of the now dormant Springfield Elementary. Homer got out, and was going to think of a place to go to. Suddenly Homer saw Principal Skinner inside one of the rooms inside the school. Homer walked over to the window of the room, and looked inside. Skinner was busy writing down something on sheets of paper. Homer tapped on the glass, and Skinner looked up from his work. He walked over and opened the window.
"Skinner, what are you doing here? My kids told me school was finished!" said Homer. "Oh, it is. I'm just preparing for the Fall term" Skinner answered. "Fall?" Homer questioned. "That's three months away!"
"Can't start too early!" said Skinner. "Too early? What do you even have to do? You're the principal! You don't teach any classes!" "Well, not really." Skinner answered. "But no better place to spend the summer than here." "Come on Skinner," said Homer frustratedly. "You need to get a life." Skinner looked down, saddened. "I know." he said. "Don't get too down Skinner, I'll take you somewhere that will make you feel alive again."