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*The rats agree, Elaine even starts playing kitchy-koo with Jana.

*From the audience's front row: Hey Scoot, over here! Mmm, I wonder how those Christmas and New Year's shows in Vegas are going. Oh well, we'll find out in ru time.

Your owner's dad? Uh, who's that? And I don't eat lizards... They give me gas something awful. You don't wanna be here when that happens. Come on buddy, I'll buy you a grasshopper down at the bar.

Scooter, whispering in Catherine's ear: Uh, we didn't get the Pussycat Dolls... We got Josie and the Pussycats instead, you know... That group of girl singers from the 70's? Oh never mind. Just get Piggy her speech, she's got that address to deliver on TV tomorrow night. *Hands over the...

Monster: Hey, when did this place get a maid? Heh, guess Lisa finally got tired of doing all the cleaning herself. *Goes back to munching Bo's head into tiny particles.

At that time... Ivan, returning from his date with Vanessa: Uh Kyle... Aren't those your sister's rat friends? If anyone needs me, I'll be upstairs in the attic room.

Hey... Now where'd that muffin I left here go? Oh well... *Leaves another muffin should the rock get hungry.

Hey Uncle Deadly! We need those magic lightning fingers of yours over here to get your roomie back and writing!

Ah, home at last. *Bats return with a basket of hot freshly made waffles from Erin. *In Kermit voice: Oh good. So I take it she liked the orange maple syrup. Small gesture towards her, as an RHLC-er I thought she'd dig it. *Settles down to eat a good waffle dinner with the Count at our...

Waffles, that'd sound yummy if I didn't have to rush off to classes in a few minutes. Oh hey, I'll just have my bats leave Erin a bottle of maple syrup enfused with some orange flavoring.

Uh Snowths... You need to go back to Page 1 of this thread, started on 12/30/2006 to understand Bo's brand of madness for this thread. Now then... Please vote for Piggy!

*Monster eats Bo's head to silence his plaintiff yelps of no use whatsoever. Right then, what do we do with this headless pile of maggets?

Oy! Shut your face you! We're tryin' to sleep ere! *Rats throw another hammer to conck Bo out.

*Ominous voice: You leave the plot alone. Haven't you done enough to the poor thing already? Now off with you and don't anger me!

Quiet you, or you'll end up in my bowling bag. *Disembodied feet appear and start up a game of kick the Bo.

Audience: You mean other than your head?

You know... Sorta knew that was coming, from the dizzy spell to her visit to another Muppeteer turned doctor, to the blood test. Yep, Wanda's, um, with child to avoid some of the other colorful terms that could be used instead. But while I'm interested to see just what her litter produces, I...

What Bo fails to notice is that he can't move within the parameters of his own room, as it's filled to capacity with past due bill notices for that light that got punched out. And if he's not careful, his clock will be next to be punched.

*Disembodied hands snatch Bo's disembodied head and start playing basketball with it, dribbling and tossing it to another pair of disembodied hands, all the while keeping it away from Bo's beheaded body.

Oy... I'm worried now that Grover and that Bunsen jerk are tied for the lead. No matter who gets the next vote among them, that'll put Piggy squarely in last place. We rully need some votes to either take the lead again or stay in second. Of course, anything we say gets twisted by the...