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<hugs> I... I love it, and the Muppets all looking for Rowlf, that was funny! And Pepe and Rizzo driving Scooter up the wall, that's funny, too! And Yay for Jim coming along, and "have you ever considered going into show business?" and... and Rowlf's reaction to "one lump or two" was great. And...

In the Cole's playroom Tabby: Hey, I've got an idea. It's a game we should play. Kelly: What's it called. Tabby: Well, it doesn't really have a name. Ann: So... how do we play? Tabby: Well first, Kelly, you say, "I one the sandbox." Then Ann, you say, "I two the sandbox. Then I say...

Oh you should read this thread start to finish. Not to understand it, just to get all the comedy. There's some hilarious stuff in here... No then, Beau, about that picture. Give.

Yes yes, welcome back, Kimp!

Chapter thirteen Any time someone passed Kermit’s room, they could look in and see him, staring off into space, looking more and more depressed. When he came down for meals, he never started a conversation. He listened to everything they had to say, and occasionally he would even ask questions...

More story tomorrow? Sounds lovely! And I have to share: I told my mom about the part with Chef, Fozzie, Cookie, and Frank, and I explained how Frank used to be Fozzie, Cookie, and Chef's hands. And she just sort of looks at me and says, "So basically, Frank is doing the entire scene." And I...

<eyes wide> You mean, with the forty dollars I've convinced my mom to give me (in exchange for cleaning the house twice,) I'll be able to buy season one of TMS and MWoO?!? <jaw drops> ...awesome...

<laughs hysterically> ...Old Navy... <laughs hysterically> But I must applaud this chapter! The Doc Hopper aspect is BRILLIANT! Oh, man, I just wanna... oh, you don't want to know what I want to do to Doc Hopper! <remembers Doc Hopper dying in recent fanfic...> <ahem> I mean, when I read that...

Or maybe... we could tickle you! :p kidding. But here: <hug>. <hug> <hug> <hug> <hug>. Now go watch your M*A*S*H or something. Eat some chocolate. Take a nap. Relaaaaaaaaaax, and whatever you do, don't forget to breathe! In AND out!

Chapter twelve Kermit mostly stayed in his room for the next few days. He made a point of leaving his door open and coming down for meals. He tried to react to everything the way he usually would, but his heart wasn’t in it. He mostly just wanted to be by himself. He was getting more and more...

We're not allowed to drink ANYTHING outside of the lunch room unless it's water from a drinking fountain. Or if we have a medical excuse, it's ok. Other than that, they think kids will sneak in alcohol or something. As for gum, I'm not sure what the rules are exactly. I know it's absolutely...

<somewhat staggers in> Hi, guys... <Rowlf and Chef look at me like I'm from Mars> What? Rowlf: You look like a raccoon. ...huh? Oh, the sunburn. Right. Well, that happens when you wear eye protection on the back of a motorcycle for three-hundred-something miles. Where's the aloe...

<quietly leaves room 24 and stops by front desk, leaving note for Ed> <leaves>

<Lisa, Chef, and Rowlf walk in> <yawn> Well, it was kind of nice having dinner with Grandma, don't you two think so? Chef: Yes, it ves fery neece-a. Ixcept thet her huoose-a is tuu cleun, she-a hes tuu muny desserts, und yuoo hed a heedeche-a must ooff zee teeme-a. Well, as for the...

<girls poke their heads out of the playroom and look at the kitchen> Ann: What's all that noise? Tabby: Oh... just some more of those crazy relative people. Ann and Kelly: Oh... Tabby: And that pirate guy. Kelly: That pirate guy?!? What's he doing here?!? Ann: Oh no! Is he...

luvtosr, you'd pay more than five dollars for a poster with a bunch of squares, letters, and numbers on it? WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO THE YARD SALE? You could have been a huuuuuuuge help to the Muppets! I mean, why- <realizes luvtosr is real and the story is not>. Never mind. Well, Beth, the...

ARGH! Darn book! Rowlf: I though you were enjoying it. I was enjoying it. Past-tense. I'm not anymore. Rowlf: Well what changed? Well, everything was all nice and exciting, and then here we are almost at the climax, and now it's as slow as molasses in January! They could have gotten...

<sigh>, yes you do, and I keep coming back and ruining it... or saving it?... or... oh just ignore me.

yes, yes, keep it coming! It will boost your post count and you'll get into the senior boomers thread without getting struck by lightening... eventually...

Chapter eleven An athletic teenage boy and his blonde-haired girlfriend were walking down the suburban street hand in hand. “Look Evan,” the girl said as she pointed to a small sign on the corner, “a yard sale.” “Forty-four Bronson Lane,” he read. “Isn’t that where that alien lives?”...