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(OOC: Nope. Me and Al are going to keep playing till the next challenge. I don't like to ruin our fun.) You got it Al. On the count of three we run into the living room, grab Sara and drag her back into here. She'll appreciate what we've done when someone or something gets...*glup*...murdered.

Grover: Mmmmm love your mac and cheese Kyle. I know you do Grover. Well good night everyone. I'm going to head to bed. Herry: Always good Kyle. Your not going to watch any TV? Thanks Herry. I'll probably watch it in my room. Good night Grover. Herry. FilFil. Telly and you too Maurice...

Cheak this out. Just lookin around and came upon this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZBAgDxvNhA

*pokes head out from under the bed* But but Sara? :eek: Aren't you scared? What if the killer comes and get you?

*glup* Me too. *hides behind the covers on the bed*

Dose anyone have "Wipe Out" by some group i can't remember their name. Now it's not the Beach Boys. It's some country i think band that came out with a verison of it but i haven't been able to find it. If someone know what i'm talking about. Here's my email basketpusherkyle@yahoo.com

H-h-h-heavy b-b-breathing?

Ok. *drops her on her bed* You fainted. You heard something and then you fainted. So i carried you in here to get away from whoever it is that said that about killing. I don't wanna die! *zips under the bed*

*catches Al before she hits the floor* Al? Al? *shaky voice* Al? Oh no. *drops Al* What am i spoused to do now? Sorry Al. *picks her back up again and dashes into the her special room* This will be the best hiding place of all. No one will ever find us here.

Hear what? :eek:

Herry: *brings in what we had in the other place* There. Thanks Herry. Herry: Welcome. *turns on tv and sits on the couch* FilFil: *dancing around the room with his mp3 player* Telly: One, two, three and four. *counting his collection of trangles* Oh forgot one. Five...

*opens the washer lid* Yea. I guess we'll have to find another place to hide. Come on. *climbs out and helps Al out of the dryer*

Still out in the Jungle iland....... I wished we had a map. Yakky: Yea! That might have been one of the plans but you didn't think it throught did yea? Sorry. I didn't know that i was spoused to have everything ready! Biggy: Back. Yakky & Me: Shut up! Biggy: Whoa. Sorry...

Biggy: *walks back to the shore of the iland* I'll help ya'll. *grabs some old rope that was lying around lasso's the blocks of ice and pulls them to shore* There you go guys. Nice melting. *goes back into the jungle of the iland*

*opens up washer lid* I hope so. I don't wanna die. *ducks back in*

In the jungle of that iland of whatever it was called......... Biggy: *sweating* Can.....we.....rest? *wipes off forehead* Don't worry. It should be just a few more feet away. Yakky: Here.....Biggy. Take a swig of this. *throws a canten of water* Biggy: Thank you so very much...

Inside the washer........ I don't know. All i know was they said or whoever was on the other side of the phone. "You Will Die." and that's when i hung up.

balana i have that song your lookin for. "Letter B" with Big Bird's introducion. Just let me know your email. Thanks for the Closing for the 2nd Sesame Street record.

Same here KermieBaby47. I hope to hear something soon. :concern: :halo: But i with it being that Butch is having to redo them over and over again i would understand if it take a lot longer then before. I'll wait tho.

Grover: *resting on the couch* Hey Grover. Are you ok? Grover: I....am.......fine. Your breathing hard. Are you sure your fine? Grover: Not.....really. What did you do today? Grover: Lots....of......work. You didn't? Grover: I........did. Grover! You know you have...