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Just finished ridding the place of s'more jerks—bogus accounts that is. Hope Slug comes through with that request. *Dials out for dinner. :hungry:

You get back here and update your stories little miss! ! ! :P

*Sniffle. We'll miss you while you're gone Kelly. Take care and hope those pups bring you loads of smiles. *Huge huggles.

Taken care of, thanks.

As I've come to learn with Lisa-writing, it's best to just read and nag for more, she'll post, we'll cry, laugh, applaud or invariably ooh and aah. The pediatric wing of the hospital amuses me, it reminds me of my old pediatrician's office's wallpaper from when I still had better sight and went...

Wonder what Cait thought of all the songs we sent. Count: Maybe it'll inspire her to post an update to her story. We can only hope. I do know her story has inspired a future addition of my own. *Evil grin.

So that's where my muffin cannon went to. Give it good use and fresh muffins Sara. *Desperately hopes Lisa will update this and Halfway and everything else.

Hi... We usually take screen grabs of our favorite characters and use those... Though there are a specific collection, mine included, that come from fellow member Vic Romano's wonderful Muppet Family Gathering artpiece, found in his Weekly Creative Visuals thread in the FanFic section—search...

Hey Caitlyn, sent you the last few songs on your list. Didn't know which version of Wild Thing you wanted, so I sent both. Again, please LMK if everything works for you. :D :cool: :halo:

Hey Caitlyn, sent you the majority of the songs, will send the last ones tomorrow. Please LMK if you got everything okay. Thanks. :sing: :flirt:

*Upon hearing the name Mittens... Joe Donn Baker is Mittens!

UD, catching sight of self in one of the funhouse mirrors: Not bad... Mmm, I look just like my grand-uncle MacGraves.

Uncle D, being poked...: How long... Do I have to... Put up with... He can be seen smiling, he enjoys it, sort of. Would Spammy want the matching April Hare too?

*Laughing from the bumper cars... Driving the #9 Tabby Cabby. *Deadly checks the nightly flowers at the garden, cup of green tea in hand.

What clowns? There aren't any here... Are there? Meh. *Goes off to the bumper cars racetrack.

*Coming back with big soda and a baggie with pizza-style and guava paste empanadillas. Mmm, you guys want any? Count, with a bag of popcorn so he can count the kernels of course: After this we're going on some more rides fright? Me: Sure we are. *Takes another swig of soda.

Is s'okay Kelly. Dunno, there are some booths here and there, you never know what you'll find. Methinks the Chef's trying out some new fritter cakes with Camilla adding the candy apple sauce. *We wait to see what Kelly and Pearl choose.

Aargh... Don't say shot down to a dog. Or when you're holding that thing. *Points to booth pistol. Count, *whispering: She's been hanging out with Lefty. UD silently nods. *All leave to buy some soda and soft pretzels, checking out what other fried/finger foods are available.

*At the fair... Group splits up. Deadly, heads off to the haunted house/fun house. Count, heads off to the test-your-strength machine. Me, I walk over to the roller-coasters.

*Wonders what'll happen to those crazy kids in the Underground. *Starts packing up, storing the leftovers for tomorrow or late night snackage. *Count is counting the fireflies while Deadly plots his next stage role.