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Mrs Moppet Senior: Mess with? Mrs Moppet, if any one is messing, it is you trying to keep me away from my heirs. Father, make her go away so I can spend a little quality time...

Thanks Count...you put it much better than I, especially since I wrote "bor" which is just...such a strange thing to type... I will have an explaination of previous events in this story, but that won't come until a certain pig is introduced...speaking of which, I must go edit that chapter.

Leyla! *points to post above* I'm getting the Kermit photo poser!!! Which means, a. I get to touch Kermit and b. Maybe I can set up some just-Kermit scenes from Fan-fics and make them look like they genuinely happened?

Bo: Beau! Beau: Bo! Bobo: Why am I forgotten? Bo: Beau, you need to geta job. Beau: ... Bobo: ??? Bo: You see I bought something and... Beau: Something's hand? You don't need a job...you need a hospitible. Bobo: Something and dummy. Beau: *blink* A passifier? Bo: Right...I suppose...

Oh, I havn't heard that he is going to re-appear soon from Lisa or anything...I'm just judgeing by what we know of TMM, and assumeing that somehow they will remeet... If not, who do they meet next in the movie? I totally can't remember if Lisa put Sweetums in? And what about the desert? If...

This very day I have ordered a Kermit Replica... ...I would never ever in my wildest dreams beleive that I would pay almost £200 for a Kermit... ...but the moment I saw it, I needed it. And I have ordered one. I am so happy for me! Bea:zany:{*is silly and slightly drunk on Muppety...

Oh my gosh...Oh wow...I have never in my life been so torn between spending months of part-time work cash or not doing so. Oh my gosh. I get stomache-ache just looking at this Kermit becuase I want it so very much. Oh I do. Oh my gosh. I've never in my life felt like buying something so...

Swaehb. I have nothing else to say here. Beau

Actually, Leyla, you do owe us an appendage... ...but anyway, let's get back to the story shall we? Becuase technically, Rowlf should be appearing very soon indeed...

But really your stories are definatly more fluffy glarky gardyily tales, because you are an enthusiastic, glarky sort of person.

Speaking of naughty puppet humor, I haven't seen you for ages LCG.

Oh! ThHis looks like the thread for moi! Becuase just last month I went to Denmark to stay with Tabi and the Vibs, and met up with our resident Scotsman Mr Harvey too! It was a fabulous week with plenty of craziness and downright Muppety goodness. Plus, we took 1010 photos over the five...

Mrs Moppet Senior: *pulls back slowly from Jana, eyes narrowing to dangerous slits* So, my dear little pet grandchild...you want to play it that way. *snaps pink gloves on* *smiles sweetly...not* Father: Er...dear, you were leaving? *tips head towards door* Mrs Moppet Senior: *cracks knuckles*

What little surprise is that? *sneakily planning to elicit a response*

Explaination on Kermitless world: Visions, and Been Told are both set in the world where Kermit was never bor from Very Merry Muppet Christmas.

Oh. Oh, the phone call. By far perhaps the most painful thing to lay on me at a time like this. Where's my third arm when I need it...*writes something about spinning back*

Leyla, honey, check your PM box. Lisa...what you just said in MSN about a phone call between two Muppets...don't make me think of it again...oh my gosh...it's too painfull...*shudder* *sniffle* *borrows Lisa's rock to crawl under* Oh, oops...we are going way over their heads again. Sah-reh...

Lisa, when she says left-arm do you think she really means left-arm? Becuase she said she'd be willing to give it, and I could really do with another left arm right now. One to blow my nose with, one to get more tissues, and one to hold my breaking heart together...

Ok, to explain, we are playing the dangerous game of teaser lines on MSN again...and Ouch... Count, Leyla, everyone who isn't on MSN, sorry for mentioning it. *grin* But it sure is fun.

Beau: Sure thing, boss. Bo: When did he become, boss? Bobo: Figuratively. Bo: Oh, right. *doesn't get it* Beau: *does clean off the graffiti*