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| - Rigby: I'm so tired and it's so early! I can't believe Benson is making us repackage all this patio furniture he just bought. Mordecai: Maybe we shouldn't've stayed up 'til 4:00 A.M. last night. Mordecai and Rigby: Touchdown Thursday! Mordecai: Hut, hut, hut! Go long, go long! Brock Stettman with the long bomb! Huh! Mordecai and Rigby: Hehehehehe. Touchdown Thursday. (sighs) Mordecai: I wish it was Snoozing Saturday. Rigby: We can't work under these conditions. We need to take a nap. Mordecai: But Benson had fire us if he saw us sleeping on the job. Rigby: But what if we slept in the job? Mordecai: Huh? Rigby: Like.. right here. We can nap in this crate. Mordecai: But is it safe? Rigby: Yeah. I saw one of Pops' old movies once. It was called "Crabbot and Ostello Get Trapped in a Crate". Mordecai: Auuh! Rigby: But don't worry, though, they totally get out, but not before they meet the wolfman. Mordecai: So tired! Let's just do it just for half an hour. Mordecai: Wha... Hehehehehe. The perfect crime. Rigby: Aaaaugh! It's too bright! Old Man: Aw, chunda! Another return shipment?! (He runs inside his house) Mordecai: Rigby! Rigby: What?! Mordecai, where are we? Mordecai and Rigby: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Astronaut 1: Hey, look, it's Australia. Benson: Hello, this is Benson. Voice: Will you accept a collect call from... (Mordecai and Rigby are panicking on the phone for help) Benson: (sighs) Accept. Mordecai: Oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh, Oh, my gosh! We're in trouble, man. Benson, we're in Australia! Benson: Haha, very funny, guys. Listen up, I missed you at work yesterday. If you don't come in Monday, don't bother coming in at all. Rigby: What did he say? Mordecai: If we don't come in to work on Monday, we're fired. Rigby: Aw, man. Mordecai: Dude, come on. We need to get to an airport. Mordecai: Hey, excuse me, is there an airport around here somewhere?
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