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...Where are we gonna get a polka colored paper? ...I'm not going to Scandanavia to dance the polka all over your crazy colored flyer...

Well don't you pay attention?! Or at even half attention? ...Or attention to half of what we talk about? Hmm, I think I'll go put up flyers for more disciples...

Well if Leyla's in the laundromat you know that there'll be love there...I mean she IS our ushy gushy disciple...Wait, do we even have any more disciples?

Hey Lisa! You here that? We have a devoted disciple! ...Do you think she does laundry?

I thought Bunsen was still fixing that translator...Didn't some attractive young seamstress' voice come on?

Well, I could always call Scooter, I mean, after all, somebody has to keep the numbers. ;)

That's why Ed's here, he's got the name and the roomie. Ed, if you will?

*blink* Well you're forgetting the torture...Between me to you, you to me, and Leyla to all of us, I'm surprised any of us are actually alive...And if one fourth of my heart is dead and an eight of yours is too, then wouldn't a fourth plus an eight equal a sixth or something anyway?

Well, Gonzo has about a quarter of my heart, then Uncle D., Boober, and Bunsen. So technically, Gonzo has a quarter of my heart, while another is dead, and another is clean as heck, and the other may be running on nuclear power...I'm not sure.

...Yes...Please...I'm no Gonzo you know...I just live with him.

*cringing on the floor, wringing in penguin-induced pain* A dear nurse to heal these many wounds...Ow...

Uncle Deadly: It's the most wonderful tiiiime of the year!! Me: A little early for Christmas carols don't you think Uncle D.? Uncle D.: You know as well as I what I'm singing about my fiend. And where's your costume? All Hallow's Eve beckons! Gonzo: *darts out with cereal box hanging from neck...

I'm callin' you waddlin' you waddlin' duck wanabee! ...Sorry, I get a little angered when doing homework...

Good grief, it's a waddling gag...

You two are completely crazy. Everyone knows penguins don't carry cue cards... *penguins run in and attack me with cue cards* ...I lay corrected...

Well I'm not compensating, I'm concentrating. Now if you'll please...WAIT! Don't leave! Misery loves company!! Missouri: You rang? ...What a lame joke.

*sees other half peeking over my shoulder, which is half her shoulder, and I hate math* Well if you MUST know, I'm doing world history. I have a test tomorrow you see, and I have to get all this homework done before I take it...Why do you want to know?

Happy Halloween! :crazy:

*blink* Great, now I've got her singing...*does homework*

Chapter 10 The Mayhem bus pulled itself into the parking lot of a gas station. The attendant of the station lifted the bill of his hat over his eyes and raised his eyebrows at the funky colored bus that pulled into his turf. As the doors to the bus opened up and the Muppets began to flood...