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Oh! I think I hear my beeper, I'll leave this with you then Chris. Bye. *zips away*

Father: Viq don't-*pauses as Viq kicks U-man guard*-don't anger them... Ron: *is thrown across the top of the horse, grabbing Father free from ontop and landing beside Viq and Vibs* Hi, I'm Ron. I guess I'm...your uncle, or something. Moppet, Nicky has this area covered, we should head inside...

Oh hi, Chris, I think the bagels are trying a law suit again...and I've told them time and time again that a plain jacket and skirt works better on them than any amount of law suits.

Ron: *arrives panting by Mother's side* So what do you sa-...I'm interupting a stare-down arn't I?

Our lawyers are two malfunctioning pigs and a sandwich that can't repeat what's being suggested to it...do you really think that will help our case?

Father: *jumps atop horth, throwing the U-man off* Kids, look what you made me do! I swear this breaks the highway code in, like, a million different ways. *yells to Christy* What? What! No! Ron: *running towards Mother* That is so not what he was trying to do. He just thinks you are being...

Father: *sees Vibs and Viq appear out of thin air in front of galloping horth (like a horse, but u-manish)* Kids! I have told you to stop, look, listen before appearing from thin air! *to Ron* Be right back. *runs towards kids and horth*

So am I *points up* the only one who eats salt by itself?

Ron: *on floor* Not the reaction I was expecting... Father: Yeah, that was rather harsh. Ron: Totally... Father: Perhaps I should try speaking to her? *kicks a sentry* If you like?

Alright...here's the explaination...to be Vic's nephew, he would have to be mothered or fathered by a sister or brother of Vic...now to be a brother or sister to Vic that person would have to either be yours or Ron's... OOC: HA!

Ron: Maybe we should *ducks* talk about this over dinner. Father: Excuse me! *grabs Ron's hand, using his sword to run a U-man through* Sorry. Ron: Yeah, so, dinner? Father: You and my wife have dinner? Over my dead body, Ron. Ron: *whips out a pistol and shoots a U-man behind...

I agree with the first. I could take or leave an iPod...I quite like TV series if they are good, but TV in generall filled with ads and stuff, not so much. Now a love for microbiology....have you seen your theropist lately?

Actually...come to think of it...why is she protective of her hair? Was she protective of her hair in MB? Or in any other fanfics?

Oh! Hello policewoman, don't I know you? I feel as if we met somewhere or are related in some way...curious... EDIT: This is post 13456!

Oh crabs eggs...

Ron: I say...it's great to see you against Christy. *soft smile* Father: *lifts arm to punch out a U-man who had snuck up behind, ala Sam from MTI*

*raises eyebrows* Where would you like me to start? OOC: Yes we do! Really! :p

Scaled to fit the Muppet Replicas inside perchance? *laughs* Ooh, think of the expense.

Well everyone put yours hands up because "many hands make light work"...maybe we can get them working as hard as the heavy artillary while we just run around with our hands up?

Eating bagels! Unless bagels have access to cheap lawyers, they'll be no restraining order from those round dough buddies with a hole in the middle!