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Wow! Songs I never even heard of!!! Chairman of teh Baord is amazing, and freaky! Sam singing is just...wrong!!! He sounds liek Yoda, then Grover, then Animal, then.frreaky! Every tiem he said, "Ground." I expect him to go, "Ground, around, around, around, over under and through..."

*the cage slames down around the fighters* *glancing for an exit* Father: Hevej, little help! Hevej: Ah'm not able to move, man. Get outta there. Father: Mr Cole what is happening here? This is not funny! Where's Christy?

This and the next chapters give an amazing image of Swamp Life, and histroy of Kermit. We can se it all happening, and not only that, we can hear the chirping of chrisckets, and the dancing of teh fire-flies ove the silver lake. YEs...definatly. So that's why Piggy found...

*slaps head* I should'aa known it was Oscar wanting to learn about Dirt!!!! But seriously, that was realyl ood, and really funny!

May I have a slice of that stew?

Yeah, and you'll have to go through them to get to me too! Wait...*pause* *udden thought hits him* *whispers* Does anyone else think somethings up with by Brotehr-in-law? He doesn't usually have violent tendencies, I'm worried for him, and worried for me, and just plain worried!

Moppet: And she blows the cover... Hevej: *pullin' pistals* No one move. Mop, leave. I'll take down the rest. Moppet: Good, I'll just.. Father: No. Hevej: Beg pardon? Father: It's a fund raiser... Hevej: Ah'll get them to hand over their purses first then take down the rest...

Hevej: Ah'm lookin' for a man in a red shirt, name of Moppet. Moppet: That would be me. Hevej: I have a dilivery fer ya, step outside please. Father: You think the fake pizza dilivery man trick still works? Hevej: I still remeber it don' I? Moppet: It'll work. *cough* Just, coming...

*a tall man with a limp strides into the room* Hevej: That would be me...Moppet, old man. Need a hand? Father: *Jaw Drops*

Moppet: Madam Cherrie, did I ever mention that I was in the Privateer business? It really is quite fasionable these days... *a window somewehre breaks*

Suzan just did cleaning this place yeterday, Jack, don't you dare...

Detailed reply tomorrow...for now...this is...one of the most beautifull...tear jerking...amaazing...fire-fly inducing...wow....

Father: Don't speak to me about Psychology! When I was your age, I had a sock-puppet named Psychology! Moppet: That's not helping our side very much...*waves sword* Back up the pinapple, big fell...madam... Father: Now you've done it...

Moppet: Move aside, Jack, I don't want to hurt you. Father: Or spoil your hairstyle, where do you get the gell? I've been ahving problems with... Moppet: Nobody Move!

Ok. This is not a reply. Oh, darn...yes it is! Bea:zany:{Made youlaugh!}regard

Well, I suppose that leaves me no option... *leaps over Mrs Jones, and pulls open Harvey's desk drawer, extracting a sword. Moppet: Let's see you get past my sword, young lady.

I did no such thing! Ooh, you make me angry, if I wasn't a coward I'd thrash you both! Mrs Jones, darling, I...said that you were, not Fat, but Fa'it whichis french for...Fair, and it is your...er...fairness quality that will lead you to concider not punding me.

*tear drip drops and stains the screen, sliding down the glass....*

*mutters* Christy, how did I get into this... *turns over, tackling Jack, and knocking him down under*

Indeed! Shuffle your arms, legs, and accesories over there, not least because I created all the avatars and backgrounds!