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 | Camou-Fairy Presents... Camou-Fairy Tales Episode 4: Grand Hotel |
: Hello, Room 19?: Yes, this is the front desk.... Are you the fairy who wanted the ten o'clock wake-up call?: You are? Well, it's six o'clock. You've got four more hours to sleep.
: Howdy, Flower!
: Hi, Goldie!: Say, I hear you're a betting fairy.: I've been known to make a little wager.: Well I'll bet you twenty dollars that I can answer any question you ask me.: That's a bet. And to prove I'm a sport, I'll bet five dollars I can answer any question you ask me.: It's a bet.: All right. What is it that has four legs, four feathers, flies upside down, and yodels every other Tuesday?: Danged if I know. Here's your twenty.: Thanks.: By the way, what is it?: Danged if I know. Here's your five.: (telephone rings) Front desk -- may I help you?: Yes, Mr. Hotbod?: I'll attend to it at once. Goodbye. (click): Sky?
: Yes?: There's something wrong with Mr. Hotbod's keyhole. Go upstairs and look into it.: Yes, ma'am! *dashes away*
: Say, Jean, can you make change?
: Sure, what do you need?: You got two dimes for a nickel?: Hmmm, I think so. Yes, here's two dimes.: Thanks! Here's a nickel.: Tha--HEY, WAIT A MINUTE!: What?: You pulled a fast one over me! Give me back my money!: Well fine, if that's the way you feel about it. Here's your nickel. Now give me back my two dimes.: *fumbles* There. Hmph.: She thought she could make a sucker out of me, folks. Well, nothing doi--HEY!: Say, Sky? Turn up the heat, would you? It feels like it's snowing on me.: Right away, ma'am!
: (rings the bell) Miss? Miss?: Good evening, ma'am. How may I help you?: I would like to check-in to the bridal suite. You see, I'm on my honeymoon.: I see. *looks around and sees no one* You married yourself, did you? I could never do that. I'd never be able to live with myself.: Don't be silly; of course not. My husband is out parking.: Already? The cad!: Our wedding was sooo romantic.: How lovely! Did you come far?: Why, yes. *blush* And tonight, I plan to go a whole lot further!: (telephone rings) Front desk -- may I help you?: What's that? You say you gotta leak in your bathtub?: Well go right ahead. You paid for the room.: Oh, bellgirl?
: Yo, Jean, what up?: Call me a cab.: Huh?: I said call me a cab.: ...: Well, ok, lady. You're a--: What's that?: Beats me!: What's that noise?: *looks all around*: It's coming closer!: It sounds like a thunderstorm!: Like a lawnmower!: Like blowing bubbles in milk!: Oh no.: TAKE COVER, EVERYONE!: It's--: --CHARLIE FAIRY!
: *CRASH* *BOOM* *SMASH* *BONK*: !
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Aww, thanks!
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. (You can't vote for yourself!) | Camou-Fairy Presents... Camou-Fairy Tales Episode 4: Grand Hotel |
: Hello, Room 19?: Yes, this is the front desk.... Are you the fairy who wanted the ten o'clock wake-up call?: You are? Well, it's six o'clock. You've got four more hours to sleep.: Howdy, Flower!: Hi, Goldie!: Say, I hear you're a betting fairy.: I've been known to make a little wager.: Well I'll bet you twenty dollars that I can answer any question you ask me.: That's a bet. And to prove I'm a sport, I'll bet five dollars I can answer any question you ask me.: It's a bet.: All right. What is it that has four legs, four feathers, flies upside down, and yodels every other Tuesday?: Danged if I know. Here's your twenty.: Thanks.: By the way, what is it?: Danged if I know. Here's your five.: (telephone rings) Front desk -- may I help you?: Yes, Mr. Hotbod?: I'll attend to it at once. Goodbye. (click): Sky?: Yes?: There's something wrong with Mr. Hotbod's keyhole. Go upstairs and look into it.: Yes, ma'am! *dashes away*: Say, Jean, can you make change?: Sure, what do you need?: You got two dimes for a nickel?: Hmmm, I think so. Yes, here's two dimes.: Thanks! Here's a nickel.: Tha--HEY, WAIT A MINUTE!: What?: You pulled a fast one over me! Give me back my money!: Well fine, if that's the way you feel about it. Here's your nickel. Now give me back my two dimes.: *fumbles* There. Hmph.: She thought she could make a sucker out of me, folks. Well, nothing doi--HEY!: Say, Sky? Turn up the heat, would you? It feels like it's snowing on me.: Right away, ma'am!: (rings the bell) Miss? Miss?: Good evening, ma'am. How may I help you?: I would like to check-in to the bridal suite. You see, I'm on my honeymoon.: I see. *looks around and sees no one* You married yourself, did you? I could never do that. I'd never be able to live with myself.: Don't be silly; of course not. My husband is out parking.: Already? The cad!: Our wedding was sooo romantic.: How lovely! Did you come far?: Why, yes. *blush* And tonight, I plan to go a whole lot further!: (telephone rings) Front desk -- may I help you?: What's that? You say you gotta leak in your bathtub?: Well go right ahead. You paid for the room.: Oh, bellgirl?: Yo, Jean, what up?: Call me a cab.: Huh?: I said call me a cab.: ...: Well, ok, lady. You're a--: What's that?: Beats me!: What's that noise?: *looks all around*: It's coming closer!: It sounds like a thunderstorm!: Like a lawnmower!: Like blowing bubbles in milk!: Oh no.: TAKE COVER, EVERYONE!: It's--: --CHARLIE FAIRY!: *CRASH* *BOOM* *SMASH* *BONK*
