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Oh *clear throat* Miss Mingostone? Miss Mangotones can you hear me? Oh dear..um... Honestly, ther ewas no need to panic. There wasn't even anything...*cough* the matter. They were just...um...playing around. And...well...I ddin't scream, or anything.... *covers Miss Mingostone with a...

Ok. That is quite enough. i've taken it for so long...and I must draw a line, and call a limit a limit. Red Dragon. Lisa. You are friends in real life? If so how, where, when? I really cannot take this not knowing any longer...........

*grabs in-house telephone* SuZan! SuZan there are insane babies in here with.... with barbies...I need a little help. What do you mean, "Yes, you do need help you will book up an apointment." Susan? Pick up!....

*grabs a walking stick that was being adapted into a stick of sugar-rock* *stick starts walking* *drops walking stick* Somebody Do something!

He FELL! Call a medic! He fell great, as in from a great hight!

*yells* Miss Mingostone! Mr Cole! Mr Harvey! Somebody.....*gulp* He-lp....

*gulp* Um...ah ha ah...good kiddies, good children, um....staay.... *grabs up a salad-dress-ing as a sheild* Um...put that down, no, um...move away from there, don't touch me, you don't know where I've been!

*smug smile* *smiles with smugness* *sees Twin's faces* *smug turns to fear* Uh oh...

*starts shivering* Why me? Whyyyy meeeeeee? *shakes head* Where is Mother when you need her... *moves acros to a desk where the chilli-con-cardigans are almost ready*

Ahhh! Put that down, don't scarf the scarf! *looks around for a disctraction* Ah ha! Here, eat these rock cakes which I made as a decoration to go with the set of beach/swim clothes. *settles back to work designing a cream-shoe-horn*

Yes! Good, is she gone? *looks around* Yey! Party! Um....only kidding Beth!

Ahhh! *drops the chocolate buttons which had been being sown onto a shirt* Oh, hello you two. This is a work place. It's no place for children...hey! Put that cup-of-t-shirt down!

Note from mangement: Ahh...oh, how intreesting. So, we need to pack up the office and move to the wardrobe? *reads note again* Oh wait, silly. Um...well, I'd better get to work on the Cheese-Puff-Socks, and the Triffle-ruffle-neck gowns.

Christy B? She is not a game-master...she is a Senior Member....what are you talking about my fine fellow?

Hardly! This party just got started!

Oh, Kathy....((cyber hug)). Here, here's my cure for everything. Hot chocolate with melted mashmellows floating across the surface. A big hug. A shouder to cry on. I'm sorry for all your problems right now... You are on my prayer list. Beau

*cough* It's like Da'ja'voi

Hello fellow Muppet fans, and MC members! This is something that I have wanted to say for a while now, but I only just got down to doing it. Ok, last month a cloud settled over MC (at elast, to me it did) there were sharp disputes, fighting, accusations of racism, and over-posting...

Ok. I'm going to be Fozzie's Mother if no one minds.

Uh-oh is right! I believe in our next episode we will see certain wooden objects that Beauhoth thought were lost for all eternity...