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*sigh* Do I gotta do everythin' around here by myself? (He goes into the woods, strips down to his underwear, grabs a bunch of leaves to use as cover and runs down to the water, where he jumps in. In five minutes he emerges with a bunch of fish.) See dis? Food.

Hey, food! Maybe this kid is worth somethin'! Sal, you can come outta there now.

Jump in and swim, Sal! Get in dere! Dive, monkey, dive!

Yesterday's weather: Hot, but it got cooler as the day progressed. Breakfast: Pop-Tarts Lunch: Hot dog Supper: Pizza Today's weather: Hot, but it didn't get cooler as the day progressed. Breakfast: Rice Krispies Lunch: Tuna sandwich, clementines Supper: Bologna, macaroni

Ri'. Sal, get out there and get some fish.

Hey, what choice do we got? It's not Mamma's cooking, but... hey, she cooked fish! I wonder if we could get fish... Hey, Sal, get over here!

"I'm a size eight from head to toe. I like to play with dolls..." I'm gonna get involved in my school's debating club again this year. I know you try to steer clear of political discussion; I personally ram it head-on, and so I'm hoping there will be a bunch of political debates.

I always knew that bloody song was too long! :)

Well, I'm back to school tomorrow. All you Yanks are already back, but thanks to a wonderfully efficient Canadian school system, I get back later than you do. (Then again, I also leave later than you do.) But anyway, wish me luck. Looks to be a good year.

*Johnny comes back to camp hauling a large load of branches in a shell.* Alright, everybody. Dis is how youse gets branches. See tis, Sal? Branches. Now, Elmo, get over here and light dis fire! (OOC: Pepper, the picture is this one. I cropped it to get the face.)

Yeah, alright, put it over there, it'll be a bench. I've gotta do everything myself... (He heads off into the woods.)

What a monkey. Hey, uh, Elmo, Elmo, go find somethin' to light the fire with.

Sal... we need bigger branches. Now go get some bigger branches! Go! Go! Go!

Sal? Where you at? Where are you, Sal? Oh, alright. C'mon, Elmo, let's get to work. We gotta build a shelter, capisce?

*Johnny comes running out of the woods* Hey, Sal. Where you been? Who's your friend? Adawadab.... duddn' matter, come on. Camp's this way. *He leads Elmo and Sal out of the woods.* EDIT: (OOC: FRM, as you know, I'm not the biggest Elmo fan; however, you're doing an awesome job portraying...

*Johnny is bent down picking up sticks for the fire when he hears disco music playing.* Eech. Music of the devil, my mamma says. Gotta trust her.

Now where are the rest of these schmucks? Ernie... Scooter? Elmo, even? Oh, come on, Sal, you must be around! *birds singing* Jeez, don't tell me I gotta go collect food by myself! I got my leather jacket I gotta keep in good condition! Oh, I'll just wait for the monkey. May as well sit down.

(OOC: I got the Camden thing from this TP article. I could have said New York City, but it wouldn't be as funny, now would it?)

Name: Johnny Fiama Occupation: Singer Hobbies: Singing, bossing my gentleman's monkey Sal Heros: Sinatra, capisce? Where do you live: Camden, New Jersey favorite color: Blue favorite letter of the alphabet: L for lounge favorite song: "I Left My Wallet In San Francisco" Best friend: My...

Because you can't have an animatronic roaming the park or a puppet set to a pre-recorded track talking to kids, can you?