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*still curled up with this book, but falling alseep due to time difference...* I come, I take, I read... But, wow, the fanfiction section is just rip-roaring along at the moment with so many inspired stories!!! Bea:zany:regard

Scooter's Journal, middle of the night, boarding house Sam snores. He doesn't know it, but he does. And loudly. I'm lying in a rustley sleeping bag under his bed trying to stay as still as possible, so as not to disturb, and...is that a monster? A weird creature? An alien? Nope...it's a deep...

Darn...*finds shovel* I am still alone in this crazy bunch! *throws shovel, and finds spoon* I can escape!

Oooooooooooooooooh!!! *sings* Fozzie's Ma and Doc sitting in a tree *end sings*

MFC songs are a definate plus. Like when I write MopFam stuff, I always play a song that Dan sang once, it seems to stimulate the MopFam side of my brain.

I agree. It's great! Where did it come from? Did you make it yourself Rumtar?

Hey, I don't want to get into an argument here, but I think you guys are being Very harsh on Jim's Kids in this thread, also, Melissa there is no need for 2, 3, 4, even 5 posts in a row. If you have forgotten something, please do go edit! But don't keep posting one line posts one after the...

Sara! You did it again!!! Wowwww! The magic in this story is undeniable. Emily Bear is great, and you have Doc down perfectly! His stammer! i can hear every word he says as if it were from his own lips!!! And I see you have done your research again! Fabulous! Can't wait for more!

*shifty eyes* Hey! When will we get our Rizzo smilies done anyway!!! :insert Rizzo smilie here: Really, someone must simply must hear our plee for them. Oh, and MorkBeep, simple yes or no questian are you male or female? And, hey! Check out this pic...

That Other Journal, when, where? Mr R climbed into the backseat of the taxi beside me, his brown coat smelling of soap and rain. He wore dark glasses, as he always did. Not to shade the sun, but to hide his eyes. I only saw them once. Mr R is my boss, and my client, and my friend. "You...

Oooooooh!!!!! This is hillarious! Hand Radio! Hehheeeee!

Well... I just read the whole story, so, where to start??? Hooper, I mean, Hopper, I mean Looper...I mean... Scooter! SCOOTER!!!! Jane Frog! JANE FROOOG!!!!!!!!!! KERMIT!!!! MAX!!!!! HOPPPPPPERRRRR!!! ELI! SCoooooooooooooooooTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sara! THis is amazing! I can't think of...

Yeah, you just betta man!!! Just kiddin' But, we do miss ya! But get that promotion man!!!

Oh, yes, this post was all based on the one above, but I couldn't resist! I never heard that expression before... Scooter Journal, that café, then I snuck a few moment to write a note about this conversation that just happened. I was drinking cappacha with Robin and Kermit and Nigel. Nigel...

Hahahahahahah!!!!!!!! That was just priceless!!!! Poor Piggy! I mean, what could be worse? Well...except being in the closet with Bean and Elmo...

Poor us! We are all weeping over the fanfics at the moment...why do we do this to ourselves?

That Other Journal, right there, right then Darn. Darn, darn, darn, darn, darn. I just can't get that man out of my head. Man? More like a boy, take Peter Pan and give him dreads, and glasses and some pain creeping into the tight skin around his eyes, and there's that man. I've known him...

She's so unfair! Why won't she post! Just post Lisa! Post!!!

Awww! Thanks Red! I'm surprised that Gonzo and Fozzie are not used together more, I mean, they both strive for the exact same goal! To be accepted by the audience. They should be friends.

Scooter's Journal, the next evening, upstairs Kermit is a frog. A nice frog, but still a frog. He's green, with a collar, and hurge, bulging, ping-pong eyes that sometimes I fear see everything. Sure, I get one up on him about every show, but...well...I've never been a friend of his, and, if...