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<GLOMP!> Dis line makes me laugh so much d'at I had to put down my hot chocolate, hokay. (H'I didn't want to burn my tongue twice in one hour.) De whole t'ing is very very funny, hokay! Poor Carmina. Gonso needs a good slap upside de head for h'asking Kirk to keep de cameras rolling while...

Lisa: <raises eyebrows> Hm... Well, e-mail would probably be best... And that reminds me, I was going to look up a couple more stories for you for the library... Unfortunately, I've gotta get to class now, but I'm certainly happy to help!

For the record, I now have to go back to scrutinize and admire all the boxes. :p Sorry I haven't commented sooner. I have been paying attention and enjoying these very much. Funny stuff, nifty style... But what I probably admire most is just the fact that it's Gorch. I've never actually seen...

Hello Jim! TogetherAgain here again. I don't have a question this time--at least, not that I can think of yet--I would just like to thank you for being so awesome and giving us these utterly fantastic answers that... you have probably heard me squeal in response to. I think I have impaired the...

Chapter Seven Robin quietly concealed himself in some swamp grasses. Slipping away from his brothers and cousins without being noticed had not been an easy task, but he needed a talk with his uncle, frog to frog. He was no tadpole anymore; he was a full five years old. Practically an adult...

Layout for Room 23: The front of the room is a sitting area, with a few stools, a small couch, and a beanbag chair, all on a big oval rug. There's a small TV tucked against the wall, to the right of the door (when entering the room), next to Rowlf's upright piano in the corner. There are also...

(OOC: Si, si... I was in 25 last year. But Ed, if there's no funny business betwixt mine half and me, what am I s'posed to do with all these whoopie cushions I just bought? :p) Robin: <Hops up to Lisa and her ball> We're all moved in now, Lisa! Lisa: <Blinks at laptop> <picks up head> Wha...

<inside room 23> Rowlf: Alright, Chef. All the stuff is inside, and Lisa's still out there on her ball, completely oblivious. Gonna pay up, or do you have another double-or-nothin' bet? Chef: ...Meer de meeky yoor de deeel. Rowlf: Hmm? Chef: Meer de noopen de paydepay NUU... Bur meer de...

Rowlf: Thanks Ed, and I'll get you that kiwi... When I've collected on that bet! <Goes outside to where Robin and Chef are waiting with all their stuff> Has Lisa figured out yet that we're not on the roof anymore? Lisa: <still perched on ball with laptop in lap and notebook in hand, scratching...

Rowlf: Oh, thanks Caitlyn! <Looks at basket of Muppaphones> <looks at "camera"> Talk about goin' outta the fryin' pan into the fire. Marvin hits 'em, but nobody knows what the Swedish Chef'll cook up next. <Looks at basket> <looks at "camera"> Or who. <To Erin> I don't do autopsies. They're way...

Rowlf: <double-take> Oh, nice schtick. Hey, I'll make you a deal; I'll give you back this key for room 24 and a kiwi for the key to room 23, where we're signed up to stay.

You might be an obsessed Muppet fan if you pass a bike rack with a green bicycle and a pink bicycle and immediately think, "GMC! Couldn't we ride?" and then start singing.

Rowlf: We're here! Mostly, anyway. Lisa still doesn't seem to have noticed we moved her off the roof... Went to class and back, and now she's right back on her ball again. But since our stuff is all outside, and not in the room yet... Chef hasn't won the bet yet. But uh... Just in case... Think...

Hello Jim! TogetherAgain here with another teensy little question (or two or three) for you. I was just wondering if you might happen to know how my little buddy Robin is doing. He's a good friend of mine, y'know. But I haven't really heard from him in a while. Is he in the swamp now? Still in...

<Giggles!> Working on it. Seem to have fallen behind in most of my classes... I did manage to finally start writing the next chapter today... Hopefully I'll post more over the weekend, at the latest. <Hugs!>

Lisa: <on the roof, of course, perched on balance ball, hunched over laptop> <mumbling to self> Infinity... attempt to convey infinity... scale, circle limit... words... Rowlf: Let's tie the rope around the ball. We'll get HER downstairs first, and start moving our stuff in. Robin: ...Won't...

GOODNESS I had to dig to find this thread... <Ahem> Yo, SWA's! It's Steve's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STEVE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! <Throws bagels in the air>

Clowns depend on the clown. Walk-arounds are creepy. I distinctly remember going to Disney World in first grade and being petrified of Ratcliffe. <Shudder> But why that one lady I know refuses to acknowledge the dog-like-ish puppet-thing (alright, alright, it's a head with no body or neck or...

...<Shrug> What can I say? I had it typed already, so it didn't take much thinking, and I'm procrastinating on/waiting for a professor's response regarding a small paper due tomorrow... for a math class. <Shakes head>

Chapter Twenty-One Kermit stretched out on his bed that night and stared up at the ceiling. She was getting better. She really, truly was. ...Wasn't she? Of course she was. Her eyes were starting to sparkle more... She'd had fun today, with the singing... hadn't she? Or, at the very...