The Yacht, Balboa Island, Saturday morning

Mar 05, 2010 23:44

George sat up in bed and gave a great big yawn. It was a brand new day! A day for exploring! It was a little strange that the Man with the Yellow Hat wasn't around to greet him, but maybe he was just giving George some alone time with the friend he apparently had for a sleepover.

George didn't remember having a sleepover, but the girl must be a friend.

Of course, friends didn't usually scream when they woke up to find themselves in bed with a monkey. And they certainly didn't run out, yelling about how nobody paid for animal play.

George didn't know what she was talking about.

Right now he just wanted to start the day with a banana. George made his way over to the refrigerator. There were no bananas in there! But on the counter, there was something called banana schnapps. That sounded tasty! He poured himself a drink very carefully - he didn't want to spill any, of course - and smiled when the glass was full.

Soon George learned the meaning of the word "drunk."

[OOC: NFB due to location. If anyone wants to give Curious GOB a call, though, he'll figure out how cell phones work.

... I just got a fake child monkey drunk. What the hell am I doing with my life?]
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