The Henson Stictch

[practicecactus]

..what ,you mean this one?

 

[Beauregard]

...oh...I see...fine...

 

[practicecactus]

Who Da Man?!

 

[Beauregard]

That was no Man! That was my luggage! Oh, sorry, I thought that was a lame attempt as a Fozzie "Who was that man I saw you with last night" joke...

 

[practicecactus]

..well then the punchline would be .."that was no man ! That was my wife!"..
but that just sounds wrong..

 

[Beauregard]

Yes. I sounds very wrong...

Maybe, it could be. "That was no man, that was my brother."

 

[practicecactus]

..the only problem there being,it's not funny..

 

[Beauregard]

I stand speechless.

No, wait. I don't. I can think of exactly two words to say to that.

Wocka, and Wocka.

 

[practicecactus]

...and now for something completly differrant.

 

[Beauregard]

...and now for something completly differrant.

*Laughs so much that dosn't notice out in the distent labs this is occuring*

I told you we shouldn't take our eyes off them for one second!