Room 421- Wednesday Morning
The sounds of a "Sexy Back" ringtone flooded room 421 Wednesday morning. After letting the ringtone go for a few seconds (Damn that song was good) Peter answered it, knowing who it was.
"Hey Quagmire!"
"Peter! Got some news for ya!" said Quagmire.
"You nailed that Jesus freak that works at the Food Lion?"
"No! Well, yeah I did. And I gave her the clap! Giggity Giggity!" exclaimed Quagmire "But that's not the news."
Peter wasn't sure why giving a girl the clap was reason for a "Giggity Giggity" but whatever. "What's the news?"
"My parents leave Sunday for a week and I want you here so we can party!"
"Alright! I'm there!" Peter says "Your parents never leave the house. What's the occasion?"
"Rehab! And Daddio ordered me to get rid of all the alcohol in the house and dammit, we're gonna do it!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I want to spend the next six days in a drunken haze. Just me, you, Brian and Cleveland just hanging around and drinking till we puke."
"Hell yes! And then we can go to the pool and hit on chicks." says Quagmire
"Freaking sweet! I'll get a pass and I'll be up there on Sunday."
"Allllllright! I'll see you then buddy."
"See ya Quagmire."
((Again, establishing where Peter is gonna be next week. I'll try to post some of his drunken antics while I'm at the beach.))
"Hey Quagmire!"
"Peter! Got some news for ya!" said Quagmire.
"You nailed that Jesus freak that works at the Food Lion?"
"No! Well, yeah I did. And I gave her the clap! Giggity Giggity!" exclaimed Quagmire "But that's not the news."
Peter wasn't sure why giving a girl the clap was reason for a "Giggity Giggity" but whatever. "What's the news?"
"My parents leave Sunday for a week and I want you here so we can party!"
"Alright! I'm there!" Peter says "Your parents never leave the house. What's the occasion?"
"Rehab! And Daddio ordered me to get rid of all the alcohol in the house and dammit, we're gonna do it!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I want to spend the next six days in a drunken haze. Just me, you, Brian and Cleveland just hanging around and drinking till we puke."
"Hell yes! And then we can go to the pool and hit on chicks." says Quagmire
"Freaking sweet! I'll get a pass and I'll be up there on Sunday."
"Allllllright! I'll see you then buddy."
"See ya Quagmire."
((Again, establishing where Peter is gonna be next week. I'll try to post some of his drunken antics while I'm at the beach.))