Moppet Family Idol

[Erine81981]

Three Hairys and the kid

*walking on stage* Hey lookie there its a tele-a-phone because it says telephone both on the side of it. *picks up the telephone and dials*

Mrs. Fling: Hello there.

Kyle: I'm saying hey Mrs. Fling, please give us a hand
Ya gotta help us out 'cause we're the telephone band
We're calling all people that are sittin' at home
With some rocking and rolling on the telephone
Yeah yeah
Biggy: Yeah
Ted: Yeah
Yakky:Yeah....
Kyle: Owwwwwww!

Rock rock rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Everybody sing now
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: It's the latest thing yeah
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Ya know ya hear that ring now
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock

Mrs. Fling: Hello? Who is this? What do you mean by calling me up and bothering me like this!

Kyle: Please Mrs. Fling, please give us a chance
The people are waiting so please dial us this dance
They want to hear our music yeah they want us to sing
So Mrs. Fling please make her telephone ring
Yeah
Biggy: Yeah
Ted: Yeah
Yakky:Yeah....
Kyle: Owwwwww!

Rock rock rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: You know you can't go wrong
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Come on and dial that song
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: We'll hold on all night long
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock

Mrs Fling: Listen, if you young scalawags don't stop bothering me I guess I'm gonna call the police!

Kyle: Said hey everybody all across the land
We're here to entertain you with the telephone band
So take off your shoes start shaking your feet
And dance like crazy to our telephone beat
Yeah yeah
Biggy: Yeah
Ted: Yeah
Yakky:Yeah....
Kyle: Owwwwww!

Rock rock rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: People don't you hear that tone
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Come on baby hold the phone yeah
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Let's hear it one more time
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: You know it only costs a dime yeah
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock

(Father and Adam come marching on stage with the Next Door Neighbor)

Mrs. Fling: There are the whippersnappers that have been calling me up!

Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Don't ya hear that beat
Yeah yeah a real live wire
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: I'm hung up on ya baby
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: You're gonna be the receiver of all my love
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: It's a good connection baby
Rock rock rock
The telephone rock
Kyle: Hey! Watch it there
Where ya taking us?

(as they're carried off the stage by Father and Adam)

 

[The Count]

*Returning to judge's area... So far, Kyle's the best act out of the lot of them.
Unless... *Ahem, my daughters should happen to show up...

 

[redBoobergurl]

*Returning to judge's area... So far, Kyle's the best act out of the lot of them.
Unless... *Ahem, my daughters should happen to show up...

Izzy: Yeah, where are the girls today? I should hope they're not off getting into trouble someplace, I don't like having to scold them.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *arriveing back from dragging the boys away* Al-right...any more contestents, or will we move right ahead into round two? *boxing bell sound effect* Er...

 

[The Count]

Hmmm... Most likely, they're either playing tag or taking a nap... Or exploring the house. That is, if they're not teasing each other a little while rehearsing whatever act they've planned... That is, if they have an act they want to purrform.
Oh well, they'll show up eventually.

 

[Vic Romano]

Anap... splendid idea! Okay, okay... I'll stay awake, but with some of these acts, believe me... it ain't easy!

 

[FISH'N'WOLFE]

*comes out of food coma* Soof, whooft kind oof atrarfcities did I moofs? Harf Vic, trarf soomf oof these rooften varfgetables darfing the noofxt arkt. They shoofd larfen things up a larftle. We'll rate oofryone on a scarfle oof 1 to 100 rooften varfgetables.

Translation: So what kind of atrocities did I miss? Hey Vic, try some of these rotten vegetables during the next act. They should liven things up a little. We'll rate everyone on a scale of 1 to 100 rotten vegetables.

 

[The Count]

Well... Only Kyle and his furry friends singing Telephone Rock and getting carted off in their own phonebooth.
Other than that, just some inane performance by DanDan and Fem. Wonder when the next act will get here. Oh well...
*Kicks back with a glass of iced tea... Coffee brake time.
Don't worry Bo, we got hot tea for you...

 

[Vic Romano]

Mmm-mmm, rotten vegetables! Uh, hey Uncle Adam; where can I get a glass of that iced tea?

 

[The Count]

Fright here at the vending machine. Just make sure you treat it gently, or it'll knock you into next week like the Newsman.