Happy Birthday, Richard Hunt!

[Fragglemuppet]

Why yes, of course Richard, we'd all love to hear another...joke.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Don't groan, it's his birthday! It was a very nice pun, Richard. *Gestures to others for appropriate cheers* Would you happen to have another? I'm sure these lovely people would like to hear them. *Glares at partygoers to join in*

R: Do I have another? Well, if the lady insists...if Don keeps smashing his face into the piano, he's going to have a clef palate. (this time, there is a chorus of snickers) It's a problem of note.
MN: But he wants his new song to be a smash.
R: Well, he got the smash part right. (more snickers, and a few well-natured groans)

(Mayhem starts in on a rendition of 'Whenever I Call You Friend')

 

[Skye]

*laughs and cheers*

I'm with ya, MBM. I love Richard's fabulously delivered puns here, too!

 

[MeepBorkMeep]

*Obvious fake laughter* Ha ha, yes, Richard. That's very funny. Punch? Presents? Anything? *Leads away from unfortunate partygoers/victims, trying not to "squelch" the puppy, metaphorically.*

 

[The Count]

Scooter... What's with this roomie/girlfriend of yours? She's missing out on meeting her uncle. And on his birthday no less.
Well... Better go and get the cards.
*Leaves, coming back in with mailbag filled with fan letters and fanfics devoted to Richard.
OK, where do you want these? *Dumps mailbag over by Don Music and Forgetful Jones.
Oh, Mr. Hunt... Didn't know you'd be coming... But here's a big thank you for being part of this celebrational Muppetational troop of Muppet performers. And for making Janice the grooviest guitarist of all the bands.
Huh? Oh sorry Erin... Come on Scooter, let's get the music from Kim and crank it up to 11!

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Oh, come on, MBM, we don't consider ourselves victims here...but don't squelch him, okay, or else you'll be hearing about it from Sara for weeks. (turns over to band stage) Hey, guys, I have a request for the next one: 'Unchain My Heart.'

Floyd: Can do, pretty lady.
Janice: Fer sure.

(scans stack of presents) Nice haul...I wonder who gave him the "I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it" shirt?

 

[MeepBorkMeep]

MBM: (Having overheard The Count) Why'd she say that?
Floyd: Because this amp goes up to Eleven.
MBMi: Oh, I see. And most amps go up to ten?
Floyd: Exactly.
MBM: Does that mean it's louder? Is it any louder?
Floyd: Well, it's one louder, isn't it? It's not ten. You see, most blokes, you know, will be playing at ten. You're on ten here, all the way up, all the way up, all the way up, you're on ten on your guitar. Where can you go from there? Where?
MBM: I don't know.
Floyd: Nowhere. Exactly. What we do is, if we need that extra push over the cliff, you know what we do?
MBM: Put it up to eleven.
Floyd: Eleven. Exactly. One louder.
MBM: Why don't you just make ten louder and make ten be the top number and make that a little louder?
Floyd: [pause] These go to eleven.

And that's my culture for tonight before I go to bed. Thank you. *Bows* Good night Richard. Hippy Bathday. Open my present first. And don't be scared if Half-awake MBM yells at you again, she doesn't mean it. Good night all, it was a lovely party.

 

[Skeeter Muppet]

Gillis: *shaking his head at Richard* Haven't lost a beat, have you old friend?

Kim: *groans* Now don't you start, Maestro.

Gillis: *innocently* What? I'm just saying that Richard hasn't missed a note for being gone for so long.

Kim: *is facepalming* You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Gillis: ...yup.

-Kim

 

[D'Snowth]

Aw man, I missed it. Oh well, happy birthday to one of the most missed muppeteers next to Henson himself! Thanks for all the memorable characters you've given us Richard!

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Richard sees MBM off at the door with a kiss on the cheek; band starts in on 'Unchain My Heart') See ya tomorrow, MBM.

Hmm...sounds like someone invited Spinal Tap. I like it. And that's okay, d'Snowth. Here, I saved you some cake. (hands over a piece of cake)

Dear Lord, one of those presents is a water gun shaped like an AK-47. We're doomed...MBM, that wasn't from you, was it?

(some time later...)

Well, guys, much as I'd like to stay well into the small hours, I've got stuff to take care of tomorrow...no, wait, it is tomorrow by my time. (goes over to Richard) Good night, dear Richard, and I hope your birthday was a good one. (plants a smooch on his cheek) Night, everyone, see you later.