*Stands back looking at his pup tent, one of banana yellow in color. The inside of the tent is covered in writing where, after waking up in the middle of the night with an idea, Fozzie has scribbled some jokes. He has his green sleeping bag, rubber chicken, and some other gear, including a fishing vest and hiking boots.
Proud of himself and his tent, he admires it as a whistling and a yell is heard from above then WHAM! he's knocked down. From a crater next to him comes Crazy Harry, then Piggy exits.*
No, Harry, you're on time. Had we already left THEN you'd have been late.
*The tent collapses from the landing of Crazy Harry.*
Oh, blast it all! Uh, er, NO! WAIT!!