Mysty:Imagine those boys bragging not only can't we girls play a game, but not smart as them! well.........of all the....... Troubie:Mew Mysty, don't furget we secretely spike all the boyz lemonade heavily with nipz. Mysty:Mew Troubie, yes, but the girls can't have any till after the game. We have to keep them on their paws. Troubie: We'll just have to leave some of it unspiked. I'm sure the girls will be furry thirsty between innings.		Scully: The Queen is headed straight fur the nacho booth. I'd be willing to wager that she comes here next. Guess I'd better start prepurrparing more of these. ~Sigh!~
Otie: Oh no, I hope those cheerleaders don't come here! I can't tell if they're boyz or gurlz!		Smokey: Uh oh, here comes the Queen--I'll be busy making more of these fur the rest of the day!
Neek: Here's to a great day fur tha Whackers! Maggie: You sed it! Dey iz gonna whip dose boyz till dey yells uncle!		BeBeast: Look at the legs on those cheerleaders....the funny colored ones...have I had too much nipz beer or do they look really funny? Bry: Meows BeBeast!!.. mew told you that you should not drink on the job! They do look a bit odd meow that you mentioned it.