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Not if I make you pay for all the crazy posting in less than a half-day's time first. Not to mention those broken lights...

Cute puppy dog eyes don't work... And neither do cute bunny eyes. Is okay, your vote's in Bo. But your other transgression, that we need to talk about.

Narrator: Good, then you won't mind disappearing for no particular reason for a while. *Hole appears under the car and Bo disappears for a while. Right... Back to your regularly scheduled commercials. And now time for something different, but completely the same.

*Ahem... Um, please remember to send me your votes via E-mail through the forum's mailer system. Also, please say who you vote to be evicted, as the only one doing any actual evicting shall be I after the votes are fully tallied. Thanks.

Good... Post it soon please!

Ooh... He shouldn't have done that. *Bag of bill notices is thrown into Room #4 through the hole in the wall between his and Christy's rooms.

*Thud is heard, knocking Bo back into unconsciousness.

Noooooo! Don't eat the Moppet's pancakes. The nasty thingses will make you disappear into obscurity. Ask Uncle Bob!

Oh... I noticed all fright. And I know for a fact you happen to have a salary. The one you get from that Wilson's place. Which is why you keep getting a higher post-total stash than I, so expect a bill for those lights in the mail. *Slips bill for light fixtures to be fixed through mail...

Lewis Kazagger: The Muppet Illusion police turned what was a perfectly peaceful enjoyment of music at the Miss Piggy campaign rally into an utter silly and pointless bust. They apologized for their interruption and promptly scurried off to the Bunsen Honeydew camp where they arrested Dr. Buns...

*Dodges flyswatter and punches Bo in the toes. *Flees with shoe of gold back into the bushes.

*Bo's lights are still out... The switch does nothing to turn them back on. Hmmm... We'll have to call an electrician to fix that. It's coming out of your salary Bo.

*Greedy little gnome pops out through the bushes... Shoe of gold? Shoe of gold? Ooh, lemme at it!

*And of course... He finds neither.

Yeah... And some people aren't making it any easier. Heh... (Slaps Bo in friendship.

*Thumping grows louder until the floor/ceiling breaks away, drenching Bo with a fresh shower of ice cold tea. Along with a mad hammer left behind by Angie to conck him out as well.

Hey Marty... Glad you're enjoying the musical acts. *Notices the seven members of the maniacal musical marauders make way for the next act on tap. Oh hey, Robin's frog scout troop are up next. Wonder what they'll sing for us. *Leans back in seat to watch the performance.

*And as Bo walks downstairs, he finds noone home to say hello to. Vic's off on the coasts of Africa with his own pirate crew living the life of luxury, the twins have been bound to each other with no chance of teleporting anywhere as they work off their debt in a Chinese laundry, Ms...