minor muppetz
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Well, in the last few weeks, I've done different fan fiction stories involving different members of the Electric Mayhem. I've had Animal star in Animal and Bean in the Dessert (it should have been spelled "desert"), Janice in Janice's Big Break, Dr. Teeth in Dr. Teeth Heads for Nashville, and Zoot in Zoot's ENchanted Saxaphone. And now, to round out the original five (and I don't have any current plans to write a Lips fan fic), here is Floyd's story.
Chapter 1
Floyd went to Mild Man Mooney's Motorcycle Mart to buy a motorcycle.
"Well, I sure hope that I can get a motorcycle cheap, said Floyd, who thne saw a sign in the window, which read "blow-out sale!"
"Oh, that should be good", said Floyd, and then, right on cue, the inside of the store blew up.
"That's actually bad", said Floyd.
Mild Man Mooney then came out, all singed.
"Howdy, howdy", said Mild Man Mooney, "I am Mild Man Mooney, the owner of this place. I've been selling motorcycles ever since my uncles car buisness went out of buisness. Anyway, what would you like?"
"I'd like some coffee and a motorcycle", said Floyd, "I need my own transportation, and this week Zoot's using the bus".
"Well", said Mild Man Mooney, "I've got the best motorcycle for you!"
Mr. Mooney handed out a light lavendar-colored motorcycle.
"Isn't it a beauty?", asked Mooney.
"No, it's square", said Floyd.
"Don't be silly", said Mooney, who then held up a cardboard square, "This is a square!"
Floyd then saw a motorcycle painted in psycidellic colors.
"I'll take that one", said Floyd.
"Oh, you don't want that one...", said Mooney.
"Actually, I do", said Floyd, "And the customer is always right!"
"But...", said Mooney, "but.. but... but that's my motorcycle!"
"Well, it's mine now", said Floyd, "And since the customer is always right, it costs 11 dollars!"
Chapter 1
Floyd went to Mild Man Mooney's Motorcycle Mart to buy a motorcycle.
"Well, I sure hope that I can get a motorcycle cheap, said Floyd, who thne saw a sign in the window, which read "blow-out sale!"
"Oh, that should be good", said Floyd, and then, right on cue, the inside of the store blew up.
"That's actually bad", said Floyd.
Mild Man Mooney then came out, all singed.
"Howdy, howdy", said Mild Man Mooney, "I am Mild Man Mooney, the owner of this place. I've been selling motorcycles ever since my uncles car buisness went out of buisness. Anyway, what would you like?"
"I'd like some coffee and a motorcycle", said Floyd, "I need my own transportation, and this week Zoot's using the bus".
"Well", said Mild Man Mooney, "I've got the best motorcycle for you!"
Mr. Mooney handed out a light lavendar-colored motorcycle.
"Isn't it a beauty?", asked Mooney.
"No, it's square", said Floyd.
"Don't be silly", said Mooney, who then held up a cardboard square, "This is a square!"
Floyd then saw a motorcycle painted in psycidellic colors.
"I'll take that one", said Floyd.
"Oh, you don't want that one...", said Mooney.
"Actually, I do", said Floyd, "And the customer is always right!"
"But...", said Mooney, "but.. but... but that's my motorcycle!"
"Well, it's mine now", said Floyd, "And since the customer is always right, it costs 11 dollars!"