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Mwhahaha, we strike again. I get your point. Sorry Phil, it's a bad habit we three need to work on.

Home again... *all three walk into the lobby* Me: Sprocket that's the last time I listen to you when you say you are gonna teach Panda and Ellie a new "trick". Gobo: You have to admit. It was pretty neat. Me: Teaching them to dig a hole in the wall to look for fraggles is not neat! My parents...

Well, dear I don't know. I haven't seen the dog all morning *pauses* I'll try to find them *pause* *dog walks in covered in mud and goes back to playing the PS2* Oh he just walked in. Honey, you're gonna have to come and find them. *pause* Why? I think the dog just buried them. Now I've got to...

Well...sometime between robbing as Swiss bank and kidnapping Muppeteers. ;):D Let's just say that I'm the orginial certifiable nutball. (Sorry inside joke)

*picks up phone* Yes?? Picture this: No one's at home (other than the dog): Mother is in the kitchen, cleaning with music playing and she's singing to it. As the phone rings she turns it down so no one can hear. She'd never admit to it. :)

*secretary calls* *line is busy* (Mother is yakking on the phone)

*on the phone* Well, *looks at chaos* If you could stop by and get a couple of frozen pizzas. Everyone's gonna be hungry tonight and the way this place looks....I'm never gonna get done cleaning.

Hi everyone. Back from a long weekend. But frankly I don't remember who I owe what. So if I owe you or you want anything. Let me know.

*yells to father* He's not my brother! Uncle Bob is your brother. That man...he's never wanted to claim him. *hands on hips* Why do I find that hard to believe? Is this just like your "My mother has stolen the EM bus and kidnapped Muppeteers" story? And as for your dog, you both start obedience...

*goes into kitchen* Hello, dear my trip was wonderful. *shakes head at the mess* Where's little Vic? Is his cold getting any better? And what have you all been doing while I was gone?

Accept us?? I still gotta tell my parents about this whole wacky thing. BTW Beau, I love the sig. Phillip that sums us up in a nutshell.

*It's Monday morning* (Guys I'm hurting. This is too funny. And thanks for covering for me don't want the cops after me ;) again) *walks in door* Hello, everyone! I'm back! *sees the mess* What on earth has been going on here!!!!

*rushing out the door* Of course Bob. That's fine. You can have the guest room across from Vic's. I'll be back on Monday. Goodbye everyone!

No I didn't. We have company the boy next door can do it.*yells* Vic! Your Uncle Bob is here! *doorbell rings* Oh dear, that's my ride. Now, father dear, please make sure Vic behaves himself. I'll see you on Monday. What was I thinking going away for a whole weekend. Well, too late now. Ta!

*looks in horror* Down dog! Down or you go back to the pound! *to salesman* I'm terribly sorry about this. *to father* Why did you ever buy this dumb dog??

*still behind father and can hear every word* You're feeling fine, honey. *watches the salesman demonstration*

*to father* Of course, we don't wanna share our private life with our guests* *to guests* This is my wonderful *sarcastic* husband. I'd introduce you to our son, but he's under the weather and won't come out of his room.

Ahh yes, come on in. You can just put those muffins in the kitchen. Help yourself to some coffee. *to father* I've got a bone to pick with you. I have company now though.

*mutters to self* Better than having coffee with you! *to salesman* Hello? How are you? Why don't you just show us your lovely product there? Would you like coffee?

*walks out of room teary eyed* I'm gonna be gone a whole weekend, we're fighting, and all you do is sit there and read that stupid paper??? *opens door just as calm as can be* Oh hello. Sorry about that. What do you need?