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:rolleyes: C'mon, haven't you heard of flying Deloreans? *Wonders if that car was Thundercloud, Htom's motorized go-cart. And I wonder how he can drive anything with those inarticulate little arms of his. What? No, I didn't write his name wrong. Remember? He changed it to Htom Sirveaux...

Aw... That was nice and sweet. Thanks for posting this. More please?

*Sits down in a seat waiting for the start of Book 2. *Talking to Fatatatita, curled up in my lap... You know I made my own Potter character fright? Yes... That's why I love this so. *Leans back, and sips from the soda bought outside.

Later... *Patting one of my grimoirs. Ah, Z Muppet Show entries are, how you zay, ze finis. Count: *Blinks. You mean? Yes, just one production left... Only 1 production left. Count: Vill you get it done by... This Sunday? I'd like to, honestly I would, no more fitting gift for...

*Huggles thish story! ! ! It's kinda weird to see Jareth in a Muppet fanfic and not be followed or assisted by Dimentio... But since we have Uncle D and Chamberlain around, it's a fair trade-off. Is thankful for the update to such a righteous reading. Post another one promptly si vous pleit.

:batty: I don't blame you... We keep this one around, for sentimental reasons... It vas a gift from an MC friend. *Laughing a little, if you think this clock's off... You should see my Transylwanian cuckoo clock, that baby has 19 hours on it. Heh, that reminds me... Need to check if the...

*Uncle D arrives, carrying hardcovers with the latest chapters of Jareth's Summer Bash and The Muppets Perform Harry Potter. UD: Oh ed... We've new readings. Me: Put them down and read them yourself first... I'm on the U and V's. Oh, and please ask Count to take our 13 o'clock wall clock to...

Aw, thanks. Hope you liked the present we sent. Glad to have you back. :flirt: :boo: *Scooter smilie.

Just wanted to say thanks for everything. Night Tish. *Count plays the organ, to the tune of a familiar TV theme song. :batty: Of corpse, back when I knew 'em, they vere called the Addumses. (Points for anyone who gets that reference).

Mmm, wonder where Kells got to. I'll be in the study reading up on fics... And playing with the trains. *Roomies: Oh nooooo! Count: Spiral Hill. UD: Dead Man's Curve. Count: Across the Bridge of Souls. UD: And into the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. *Sounds of rattling and rolling eminate...

That non-person has been banned. :) at Katzi.

*Still pecking away at the keyboard. Gotta get the P's, then a nap. :busy:

Yeah... Next time, try Alt+NumLock173, it should work. About that... I think we've all forgotten as some of us have personal baths in our rooms. At least the ones at the end of halls are an option. Hope for more when you can get it up. And the last of RTL3. Thanks as always.

:smirk: See the little beetle sitting on the stone... See the little beetle siiiiitting on the stooone. *Applauds. Another good one Kells. Erm, "fecha" as in "date" as in an appointment? That'd be "cita". Also, by "escápese de mi," did you mean "let me go!"? Mmm, I think that'd be...

*Hahahaha... Loves the wrap-up, brief as it was. Is a lot of good still to comes. Though the DeathDay Party's from Chamber of Secrets, it was a nice nod to have it here instead. *Buys tickets from Scooter, I plan to have a seat here for the presentation of all other HP books. Post when you...

*Stretching a bit. Mmmhm, what a well-worth productive day. Count, looking up: Oh? Yep, got three blocks of TMS done and added. Everything from A to Koozebane. Will probably kick back and watch the fireworks. Count: Huh? Pfft, you know what I mean. *Flops onto bed. Wonder how everyone...

*Scary dramatic organ music underscores her announcement. Ah, the plot thickens. The vet you say? What frailties shall this new visit reveal? How will you ever coax them into going? Answers abound... Though you'll have to tune in to next week's thriiiiiiilling installment of Veterinarian's...

Mmm... *Drowsily going through the motions. After staying awake all last night, I needs me some fic updates, stat.

*Throws fish away, hits Prawny... *Comes back as advertised. Huh, they rully do work. G'night mates.

*Burning some midnight oil as I work in my room, Count nearby to help keep it going. Uncle D is at the organ, softly playing a few airy arias, putting thoughts down as lyrics. :sing: She haunts my mind... Yet I cannot find... The way to make her see... That love is wanted, even by a...