The birds are in the nests.

The cats are in the bag. The weiner is in the snishtzal. The fox is in the hen house. The ball is in the hoop. Ellen is in the closet. The doflinky is in the thingy. Santa is on the roof. Santa is in the chimney. The stew is in the pot. The corn is in the kettle. The iron is in the fire. The rabbit is in the hole. The HomestarRunner likes fluffety puffety marshmellows, and melonade.
What is the point of this you might ask? I don't know. All I wanted to post was that Luke and Kate both made it safely to their destinations. Luke was apperently a little worse for wear but okay.