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*On Cait's shelf... Grim, snoozing: Leave him be Ron, he ain't botherin' anybody mun.

Thankees Squeeky. If you wanna help, what'd rather make me feel better is you finish one of your stories. That always makes me smile, along with finding one of your or Kathy's posts. Or whenever it starts storming. Ah, now that never fails to put a gladdened grimace on my face. *Dreams of...

Ho hum... Another Saturday night... And here we are, bachelors three (Count and Uncle D and I), without a date or at least a good fanfic update. UD: Why don't you reread... Me: Nope. Although, my mind has been thinking about... Count: Her again? Me: *Good sigh. Yeah, but not just her...

Actually... It is cannon, from the Linda Lavin TMS episode, celebrating what was claimed as Kermit's birthday, from Season 4. You can search for it on Muppet Wiki or listen to MCR (Muppet Central Radio) for that segment from the episode, the song Wayne and Wanda start before Kermit fires them...

*Grim: Nuttin much child... These card flaps need to rest up for a while till I get me mojo back. *Slips into the headphones to listen to some music before falling asleep.

*Dealing cards on the shelf... Grim: Whatcha tink? I... Have a... *Dreamy look as he thinks of Desiree... Just forget it mun. *Gets irritable with no fanfic to go through. *Jumps off of the shelf to listen to some Muppet music with Cait in hopes of lightening his mood.

*On the shelf... Grim: Calm down mun. That ting knows betta than to mess with da Reader. *Brandishes his scythe upwards. But uh, just in case... Norm, you'll be on bodyguard duty mun. *All playing cards. So Ron... D'ya talk to Desiree?

Oh like wow! This was rully well done. The itroductions of all the characters... And the relationships behind those characters... Loving this and I need more posted soon! Wonder if in this story Wayne and Wanda are living off of the checks they get from Wanda's mother an Wayne's work as a...

Yes, he is. Especially if you read an unfinished story titled The Prediciment. *Sigh.

*On the shelf... Grim: Office life's fine... Kinda slow when no authors post fanfic for me to read and reap ya know. So, ya tink that girl Cait and Ron'll be back any time soon? *In town... The chimes from the door ring as someone enters the realm of Jim's Coffee House. It's a homey place...

Ah... Sated on a delicious dinner of chicken bones and mofongo with garlic raisin spinach. Up on the shelf... Grim: Hey Norm... Missed you at da office. *Lowers his scythe to grab Ron in a card-flapped hug. So what are we playin'? Tree card poker? BTW: Ron, d'ya still have Desiree...

*Grim Reader, a talking card Alex gave us once upon a time: Norm? He's probably stuffin' his face with da beer at that pub of his. Ron, da boy was off challengin' that mole rat ting to another game of Zombie Mayhem. And I ain't helpin' put dem down, already did it once. So, anyone for banana...

*From inside the banana box... That's what you tink child. *A slightly off-Jamaican accented voice sings from inside... 1 little, 2 little, 3 little bananalings. 4 little, 5 little, 6 little bananalings. 7 little, 8 little 9 little bananalings. And I've still got a thousand to go! *The...

*Kisses one of the Miss Bananas, then eats her too. Only way to keep one's love with them. Under ma skin... *Dances with Squeekcheeks on the sidewalls of the dorms.

Is okay Phil... She can post when she wants to... She can leave her fics behind. *Sing: But her fics don't get post, and if they don't get post, then she lose interest of mine. *Grooves with Banana King/Queen Alex as the dorms erupts into musical number. UD: Was afraid of this. Count...

*Watching all this. Count: You know, I sort of understand my Uncle Lugosi's attraction to banana girls a bit better now. UD: Oh? Count: *Attracted by Alex* Yes... They have a certain a-peel. *Bad rimshot.

Already sent! :batty: :sing: New want list for me: Blue Velvet - Bobby Vinton. Dancing In The Streets - Martha & The Vandellas. Sugar Shack - Jimmy Gilmer. Be My Baby - The Ronettes. You Don't Own Me - Leslie Gore. Dawn - Frankie Valley & The 4 Seasons. Navy Blue - Diane Renay. Fun Fun...

*Suddenly phases through the shadows and walls, popping in the rooms as the song in my head plays... Sorry for just appearing like this. You see, I'm not altogether there. *Cheshire grin stays visible as the rest of me disappears.

*Uncle D lifts a clawed hand... Erm... Is this it? *Holds a slightly used brain, kept in a bubbling jar to see if it finally stimulates the girl to post some story updates. We um... Were um... Preparing to pump her with information overload. *Hands over Claudia's brain... Ju post story...

*Coming back after errands and a bit of supermarket shopping. Well, looks as if things are well in hand around here. *Sidesteps the brassmen and their boyish bravados... *Puts things away in storage, gets ready to welcome in a few guests via the magical fiendly fireplace in our room. *Dials...