As much as I wanted to keep Beaker through the weekend when I'd have opportunity to show him some real fun... He was getting the travel bug. Being he had to rest for a few days after his attempted flight off the roof.. I figured that the best way to ensure he got the rest he needed was to send him off to the next host.
So, I filled his belly with cookies and lemonade, packed him 2 sammiches, some grapes, strawberries, leftover pizza, and 4 cookies and a juicebox. I sadly said goodbye,and sent him off. He was a little scared- the box said he was going to Tombstone. I had to tell him the town was named after the pizza. ( don't know about y'all but we have a brand of frozen pizza called tombstone)
That got him all excited. But, unfortunately, he kept saying he was going to Pizzatown.
I handed him over to the post office lady, and heard him singing as I walked away...