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Goat: <puts hand on hip> <stares at Jack> ...I'm no lady. But I am FEMALE. ...So don't call me old. Got it?

Goat: <wipes forehead with back of hand--scattering dirt on the floor> PHEW! Aw, good. <Pats Jason's shoulder> You're a good man. <Turns and points at Jack> Do NOT talk to me about SHOWERING, a'ight? Just... DON'T. And I am GOAT, not SHEEP. THANK you.

Goat: Oh-ho-ho, AWESOME! ...<looks worried> You don't make them shower, do you?

Goat: <jumps up> MAAAAAAY! <runs over to Mairin and Jason> And hey, Mr. NONdescript! <slaps Jason on the shoulder> GOOD to see ya! ...<Tilts head> Kids? Whoooooa, dude... <looks at Jack> Look, Bandy, haven't we been over this? She's still bitter about the shovel. <Looks him over> And... you're...

Goat: ...Riiiight... So I'm just sorta being ignored... <turns to Vibs> Hey, Bibsie, leave the nicknamin' to the nicknamer, whaddaya say? <Jerks thumb at Kenya, thus sprinkling dirt on the floor> I call 'er Kiddie.

Goat: <stares at Kenya> Duuuude, I don't remember THIS lil' midget around here! <sits next to Kenya on the floor--leaving mudtracks where she was standing> Hey, Kiddie, whussup? Whose are ya? <pokes Kenya's arm, leaving a perfect dot of dirt> I just might rub off on you...

<A mangy, smelly woman, coated with so much dirt that no one is really sure what color her hair or skin is, stumbles in the still-open door, gripping her head> Goat: Duuuuuuude... that was a MESSED UP trip... I don't even know where I went. But I found this address in my back pocket...

Got the gift kit for winter! (My family celebrates Christmas AND Hanukkah, and this year we exchanged ALL our gifts on the 26th, so the exact holiday for which I received it is a little up for grabs...) Now all I have to do is decide what the heck I want! Ah, the choices...

Didn't see this until now, but how ADORABLE! Welcome to the world, Connor! And mazel tov to Phil, Cindy, and Preston!

My only resolution, at the moment, is to get over this nasty bug I woke up with yesterday. Yay, sickness!:rolleyes: A happy and HEALTHY New Year to all... and now, to enjoy what is left of '08.

You might be an obsessed Muppet fan if your holiday music playlist consists almost entirely of Muppet songs. You might be an obsessed Muppet fan if your sister is so horrified at the Muppet-to-non-Muppet ratio of music on your computer, she adds literally hundreds of non-Muppet songs... and...

Yes, that's it. I said in the first post it would be five shots, which it is now, and the little italicized moral-type-ish note at the end is my little signature to note the end of the story, at least here on MC. No, I don't really expect anyone to know that, considering it's been three years or...

(Why do you think it took so long for Zoot to get that whistle from Santa? :cool:;))

Children Singing Animal did not know how long he stayed in the fireplace, staring up the chimney, hoping, watching, listening. There was no sound of sleigh bells. There was no sound of hooves on the roof. There was no distant, sweet laugh of ho, ho, ho… But there was the sound of soft...

Oh, didn't I mention... ? ;) (KIDDING! Kidding. SO totally kidding. But I just couldn't resist. :zany: ) MERRY CHRISTMAS! HAPPY HANUKKAH! Next chapter will HOPEFULLY go up tomorrow!

Eyes That Twinkle When Kermit and Robin returned from the mall, they found the entire house, yard, sidewalk, and driveway covered in several inches of snow. Fake snow. But… snow. “Oh, sheesh,” Kermit sighed heavily. Robin stared at it in amazement. “…Could we build snowmen?” he...

<shifty eyes> Alright. So... I feel some fair warning is due, about the last scene of this one... And therefore... <hauls out the bin of teddies> <prominently displays the money-back-guarantee that the ending, if and when reached, will be happy> <prepares hot cocoa> And don't get used...

Lisa: <sitting on the beanbag chair, crotcheting and singing> All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, my two front teeth. GEE, If I could only have my two front teeth! Then I could wish you Merry Christmas! Rowlf: <looking out at the snow> Hope nobody's gotta go...

<GLOMP!> THANKS, Leyla! ...S'yup, she's a good Protege, that Leyla.

Sleigh Bells Ringing “Santa not real,” Animal said sadly. He was sitting on the giant pillow he called a bed, his head hanging low. Sweetums was sitting next to him on the floor, with Robin on the monster’s knee. “Yes he is,” Robin said. “Why wouldn’t he be real? He comes and brings us...