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That's because he was perminantly banned. I forget why... I do believe he returned under a different member name, and was banned as that too.

Father: Right, you, you, and you *points to Don and Mrs Jones, and..hm...Don again." I would very much appreciate a little peace and quiet. So, kind;y extract yourselves, while I make tea.

Father: *staring at the weding cake* Ok. So, who was marryignwhom? Mingo and Hevej? Hevej: *raising eyebrows* Hardly! Father: Mingo and Dan-Dan?" Hevej: I should hope not! Father: Vibs and Jack? *shiver*

Chapter 8: Lives… Mother was sat alone on the porch swing when he arrived. Vic had left the house for school with their neighbour, the boy next door. Vic was strangely silent. Even the Dog sensed his mood, and walked with his ears drooped. The twins were inside, playing. Or, hopefully just...

Father: First, I wanna know, what exactly is happening in my living room? I mean, proof is in the puding, I mean, cake..why is there a weding cake? Can I quite formly say that no weding is going to take palce in my house...

*whistles* Dave is in the hooooooouse....

Father: *stepping into the living room* ALRIGHT! Hold everything.

I was wondering the same...

*opening a letter by airmail* Mildred: A moment silence...for the man who made us great...

Do you know if we will have a tribute page as we have for Richard and Jim? Bea:zany:{Sad inside...}regard

Oh my... That is...terrable. I know, many times, I sparred with Bob Hope Site. Many times I disbelieved him, and ignore him, and...Wow....I am truely saddened by this news...truely, I am....

I too am writing for him, a fan-fiction in his honour...when I can find the words...

This news is too much for me to bear...Jerry...I never met him, never knew anythignabout him, but he was a hero. He was my hero, above Jim, Frank, above all the others, was Jerry. And I wanted to be him. I wanted to Meet him. And get a reply to the fan-letter I sent him. And now I never...

Jerry Juhl... This news is...too much... No, no, no. It can't be so. No!!! Oh, god, I can't believe this...Jerry is...he's one of my idols he's been...forever, and....it's...no...

Chapter 7: Plans… Father lifted the door-hammer, and let it fall. He knocked with his knuckles, and then waited. His brother should be home. He was a quiet type. Liked to keep himself to himself, and made delicious pancakes. The door opened, and Bob stood in a nightcap, yawning. “Bo? Come...

Yey!!! BTW, you are the best journellest!

Haha! *points* Vic is a peach!!!

Bo: *looking at old script* This Muppet's vs. Las Vegas really is rusty... Beau: it has rust on it? Bo: No, more like, in it. Bobo: Does it need cleaning? Bo: No...just...airing...

Reckon we'd be eligable for a tub?

Ooh yey! You're homeschool too!!!