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Discussion in 'Games' started by The Count, May 19, 2009.
Ooh... You get Lips and Bobo fighting over you then.
At least it beats being a hologram doctor.
Kelly (snaps): Hey, Digit could be Doc!
Which one: Bones, Brown, or Christian?
Kelly: The holographic Doc ... I don't think he had a name. *giggles* Doctor "I'm a doctor, not a doorstop"
I think he ended up taking the surname Bennett... Especially when he hated what his lookalike creator did when whipping up a holographic version of Basheer in that crossover episode. *Forgets about Spammy. *Keeps talking to Kelly.
Digit: Wow... me, a doctor...
Cait: *looks up more info on the Star Trek wiki* He's a hologram.
Digit: ... wow, I'm playing a-- what now? Holographic doctor...? *thinking it over*
Lindbergh: *speaking with a fake Scottish accent* Aye, laddeh.
Cait: *turns around to stare at Lindbergh* O_O
Waldo: O_O Woah, talk about gettiing into your roles...
Kelly: Doctors are hot ...
Cotterpin: So, what am I? And what is Waldo? I want us to be compatible. *just realizes what she said, blushes*
Kelly and Cotterpin: Awwww ...
Pearl: Whew, I'm glad we're quittin'. Sci-fi ain't kind to us non-mammalian types, sugah.
Kelly (nearly dies of laughter as Teeth runs away frightened)
Cotterpin (yawns): Well, I guess I'll head back to Doozer Dome. *winks at Waldo* G'night!
Pearl (checks her watch): Yeah, I guess I'll be turnin' in as well. *elbows Kelly*
Kelly (rubs her side): Well, I guess I'm done for the night. See ya around ...
Cait: Wow, what a day...
Waldo: What a birthday...
Cait: How could I ever repay you guys?
Digit: Your happiness is all we need, Cait. =)
Cait: ... wait, I think I got an idea.
Lips: What is it?
Cait: I'll do it in the morning...
Kelly: Happy Memorial Day!
Cotterpin: Memorizing what?
Cotterpin: Of what?
Cotterpin: Like, fighting?
Kelly: Yep. My father and my grandfather are.
Pearl: My nephew Robbie and his friend Spike are.
Cotterpin: Huh. Guess I don't know any.
Kelly: Red and Wembley and Boober were in a war against Cave Fraggles.
Cotterpin: But no one got hurt.
Kelly (shrugs): I didn't say it was a long war. *sees apples* Ooh, apples! *takes one for each* Thanks, Zoot!
Pearl (swallows apple whole and takes "random food"): Thanks, sugah! You sure do have a mastery of good ol' country hospitality. *smacks lips*
Cotterpin (to Ailie): Good luck on your assignments, Miss Ailie, ma'am!
Kelly: I am the Queen Procrastin -- aw, I'll tell you about it later.
Count and Deadly set up the grill as they're better at actual cooking than I is... *Making devilled eggs and potato salad after they helped peel the spuds. *Has Classic Rok Radio turned on while working.
Kelly (sobs): I fail at cooking. My headstone is going to say "NOW she knows the meaning of 'golden-brown'." *sniff*
Pearl: Didn't your mother ever teach you to cook?
Kelly: It's like trying to teach a rock how to dance. Good luck with that. *bawls -- then remembers Ailie and stops crying* If I had been your teacher, I wouldn't have given homework on a holiday -- because I can't honestly believe someone would bother doing it.
Pearl (to Ed): Classic Rock, huh? Well, it ain't country, but at least it ain't none of that other stuff. *grooves to the beats* Need any help rustlin' up some meat for that there grill?
Got it covered, but thanks. *The two fiends slap some burgers down. Oh, erm, could you please work the fries? It's a hot pot in need of watching.
Kelly (raises hand eagerly): I know how to make fries! I worked at Burger King! I'll make 'em GOOD!
Pearl: I thought you didn't know the meaning of "golden-brown".
Kelly: For fries, I do.
Kelly: I ... must ... struggle ... to ... not ... lick ... ketchup ... and ... mustard.
Cotterpin: Um, here, Kelly. *hands Kelly some Doozer sticks* We have whole projects made with ketchup and mustard. Eat those to your heart's content.
Kelly (squeals with delight and chomps on them ravenously)
Kelly: Fries up! *masterfully tosses fries into a warming bin, salts them to taste* Okay.... *whips out steak fries and curly fries and puts them in a fryer* Next fries in about 2 minutes!
Bo: I'll take some fries.
Bobo: Got any flies there, for Kermit old boy?
*Making ketchyotard dip while Kelly's at the fries. *Deadly flips the burgers. *Count gets the buns for toasting.
Mmm, BBQ, nothing better to kick off the summer.
Beau: You kick the summer...and all we'll get is snow drifts.
Bo: I don't think he meant...
Bobo: You got those flies?
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