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Lisa: <rubs head> mmm... Chef: Is sumetheeng vrung, Leesa? Lisa: Mm. My eyes are bothering me. I think it has something to do with my contacts. Or that I didn't sleep great last night. Or some other random thing. But I'm pretty sure it's the contacts. Chef: Vell, vhy dun't yuoo joost...

Chapter seven Kermit checked the sky again. It was time to wake Robin up. He gently shook the young frog. “Robin,” he said. “Wake up.” Robin squirmed a little. Kermit gently shook his again. “Come on,” he said. “Rise and shine, Frog Scout.” Robin rolled over and looked sleepily up at his...

...If only... I'm so flattered, you guys! I'm SOOOOOOOO happy that you like it- here's another chapter. It's another kinda depressing one, but I tried to throw in that tiny little touch of comedy...

Ok, now my English teacher is creeping me out. Yesterday he was trying to be Fozzie. Today, at the beginning of class, he just sort of randomly quoted some poem, and when none of us had any idea what he was talking about, he said something along the lines of, "I am appalled by your ignorance of...

(Have a feeling someone's posted this already, but considering there's already plenty of repeats in this thread...) You might be an obsessed Muppet fan if you think of your more strict teachers as Sam the American Eagle.

I haven't the faintest idea, but I do know that when I first posted you thought I was a guy. Which I found incredibly amusing and not the least bit offensive. Now then, as for crushes... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm no not really. (And if you read a certain yet-to-be-written chapter of...

I'm reading it! And enjoying it! It's funny the little things we realize we should or should not have put in after the whole story is done. About half way through Summer in the Theater, I realized I had Robin reminding Kermit that he didn't have school towards the beginning of the story. Well...

While reading this chapter, I said the exact same thing about... ten or so times. It went something like this: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I said that: 1.) "Hi I'll take a go-fer, his twin sister, and a crazy chef to go, please!" 2.) "Don't worry guys." Kermit told...

Oh, a beautiful two chapters! Oh awesome! I had a feeling Ivan had to come back in somehow... I'm soooooo curious, how do Statler and Waldorf know where Miss Piggy is? Where is she? And... and... and... OY!!! I want more please oh please oh please oh please oh please!

Lisa: <taps on prawncracker's door> How did I know you wouldn't have a chapter up tonight? ;) Is okay, I didn't have one last night, so... Anyways, post when ready... <yawn> <goes back to room 24>

Yes, I believe his name is Zany.

Ann: been there. Kelly: done that. Tabby: got the t-shirt. vim: and the mug. Sadie: and the bumper-sticker. Lisa: And the shot glass, but that was a gift for someone else. Maggie: Sure it was... Lisa: Hey, Maggie, when'd you get in my head? Maggie: Lisa, I'm a character...

Yeah, 2.79 is cheap gas all of a sudden. Last night, my dad said, "Look, gas is going down- it's 2.88 there." Then he realized how ironic that sounded.

Chapter six “Kerrrrmiiiit... Wake uuuuup...” Fozzie whispered as he stood behind the porch swing, trying not to disturb the other two frogs. “Kerrrmiiiit...” But the frog didn’t stir. Fozzie looked around, bent down, and picked up a feather. He tickled the feather over Kermit’s nose, face, and...

You know it's funny, I was just thinking about this thread today, and I wanted to post in it, but I didn't want to dig it up. That was about twelve hours ago, in English class. So, since it's been recovered for me- Thank you, Ziffel- I will post what I was thinking I would post in English...

Ah, I see. Very cool.

Ooh, I like them a lot! Was this from math, too?

You know something... as much as I love all the tales that all of the fanfic writers here weave, and as much as I will continue to nag the writers to continue writing... after reading this, I had just one thought: We need a little more of stories like these. Beautifully done, prawncracker...

Well, you can't really "make" these things... they just sort of happen. It usually starts with some random comment. For example, christyb reprimanded Beauregard for "helping" Vic Romano's post count. The response was something along the lines of "yes mother." Next thing you know, "The Moppet...

One of the benefits of being the youngest in a family that loves to debate is that you get very good at admitting you're wrong. Such is the case. I was wrong on two counts. One, I thought I'd be able to get the next chapter up today. Sorry, but I can't. Two, I thought the next chapter would be...