Chapter 20: Vacation
Brain: Vacation! Vacation! Vacation!
Stomach: Yea!! My favorite week of the year!
Guilty Conscience: Me too!
Common Sense: Don't get carried away. We still have children.
Guilty Conscience: Oh yeah. That's right. I never get a break!
Stomach: What should we get first?
Skin: Hold on, hold on. Don't go hog wild here. I have a coming out party to get ready for.
Modesty: You mean a trip to the beach?
Skin: Yep. That's when I get out.
Modesty: Well, don't you worry. I'll make sure that not too much of you gets out.
Stomach: And we're talking spandex here. That stretches.
Skin: Didn't really want to have to stretch it out too much.
Vanity: Yeah, nobody wants to see that.
Brain: I can actually relax now, can't I?
Common Sense: Believe it or not, I think you can.
Legs: Ahh, this is good. I needed a break.
Brain: Sorry, Legs, you don't get a break. We brought the bike and the running shoes.
Legs: What? Why?
Stomach: Well, that would kind of be my fault.
Legs: Grr... I'm always paying for your appetite!
Stomach: You can divide that blame with Eyes, too, you know.
Eyes: Sorry. I like a lot of stuff.
Common Sense: We're going to have to work out some kind of compromise while we're on vacation here.
Legs: I think a blindfold will be necessary.
Eyes: Hey!
Common Sense: How about this? Legs, we'll give you a few days off.
Stomach: You better not give me any days off!
Brain: We'd never think of it.
Vanity: Alright, but please remember it's summer. We just got back into our shorts, at quite a cost.
Head: Ouch. Oh yeah. No more of that!
Stomach: Okay. I'll be good. I promise. Now get me to the ice cream parlor!
Brain: Maybe that blindfold idea wasn't such a bad idea.
Eyes: Only if you move it down.
Stomach: Doesn't matter. As long as the ice cream gets in.
Stomach: Yea!! My favorite week of the year!
Guilty Conscience: Me too!
Common Sense: Don't get carried away. We still have children.
Guilty Conscience: Oh yeah. That's right. I never get a break!
Stomach: What should we get first?
Skin: Hold on, hold on. Don't go hog wild here. I have a coming out party to get ready for.
Modesty: You mean a trip to the beach?
Skin: Yep. That's when I get out.
Modesty: Well, don't you worry. I'll make sure that not too much of you gets out.
Stomach: And we're talking spandex here. That stretches.
Skin: Didn't really want to have to stretch it out too much.
Vanity: Yeah, nobody wants to see that.
Brain: I can actually relax now, can't I?
Common Sense: Believe it or not, I think you can.
Legs: Ahh, this is good. I needed a break.
Brain: Sorry, Legs, you don't get a break. We brought the bike and the running shoes.
Legs: What? Why?
Stomach: Well, that would kind of be my fault.
Legs: Grr... I'm always paying for your appetite!
Stomach: You can divide that blame with Eyes, too, you know.
Eyes: Sorry. I like a lot of stuff.
Common Sense: We're going to have to work out some kind of compromise while we're on vacation here.
Legs: I think a blindfold will be necessary.
Eyes: Hey!
Common Sense: How about this? Legs, we'll give you a few days off.
Stomach: You better not give me any days off!
Brain: We'd never think of it.
Vanity: Alright, but please remember it's summer. We just got back into our shorts, at quite a cost.
Head: Ouch. Oh yeah. No more of that!
Stomach: Okay. I'll be good. I promise. Now get me to the ice cream parlor!
Brain: Maybe that blindfold idea wasn't such a bad idea.
Eyes: Only if you move it down.
Stomach: Doesn't matter. As long as the ice cream gets in.
