Slackbot draws stuff

[Slackbot]

I've been writing so much and drawing so little lately. Today my brush pens started calling out to me that they felt all lonely and neglected, so I drew a random something...

Dr. Boober Fraggle knows how to treat pebble pox, bonkleberry allergies, giggle fatigue, and sprained everythings, but this may stump him.

 

[newsmanfan]

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Oh no! CLUCKITIS!!
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[Slackbot]

Yep! And, of course, as soon as the patient has recovered Boober will go home...and sneeze...and turn into a chicken. And soon Fraggle Rock will be full of chickens. Poor Wembley, he'll probably be allergic to himself.

 

[Ruahnna]

Wembly will be allergic to him AND everyone else.

 

[Slackbot]

Wembly will be allergic to him AND everyone else.

Wembley's allergic to lots of things. Bonkleberries, laundry lint, cave cotton (what is his shirt made of?), even rock dust. It's a wonder the little troglodyte has surived this long. At least chicken feathers will provide a change of pace.

 

[The Count]

*Tries imagining a Muppet chicken with red hat pulled down over its eyes and scarf around its neck.
*Tries imagining another Muppet chicken wearing a banana tree shirt.

 

[Slackbot]

Is that a request?

Actually, I'd imagined a Muppet chicken with its comb flopped forward, covering its etes.

 

[Slackbot]

This is The Count's fault. He made me draw this.

 

[The Count]

Mmm, finger lickin' Fraggle chicken good.
chases after der chickys who arent chickeys, cause only the girl ones are chickey chickys.
Or something like that. ?

 

[Slackbot]

Can you see the picture? I don't know what degree of vision you have.

Interestingly enough, everyone who caught cluckitis in TMS turned into hens. No roosters. The species change was bad enough, but laying eggs is just freaky.