My fake plastic love, dead!

[Jim_Henson]

I've seen it in all its glory, now melted, like the wicked witch of the west, and the evil guy in Roger Rabbit.

I mourn.

 

[Rambling Rose]

Don't look at me. The butler did it.

 

[Minkey Boodle]

Melted is a good thing, doncha know.

Spontaneous liquification is hoootttttt!!!!

 

[Guest]

A lot of things are fake, aren't they Jim...?

 

[HeavyStick]

I thought you were talking about PV.

 

[marksgirl]

It was Mr. Green in the Den with the candlestick!

 

[Minkey Boodle]

I thought you were talking about PV.

So did I. Dang!

 

[Jim_Henson]

PV, my plastic fantastic... where?

 

[HeavyStick]

It was Mr. Green in the Den with the candlestick!

That sounds like a story from the non-consent section.

 

[marksgirl]

That sounds like a story from the non-consent section.

I have no CLUE what you are talking about!!!

 

[Minkey Boodle]

PV is dead. I killed her and have taken over her body. Symbiosis is a happy time!

 

[Jim_Henson]

You BIOTCH!

 

[Minkey Boodle]

Yo' momma.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Don't look at me. The butler did it.

If I didn't love you so much baby, I'd hate you for melting the Boodle.

She's not the right size to use as a fuck toy anymore. *pout*

 

[Guest]

You BIOTCH!

You'd know all about being the bitch. Fake boy

 

[Minkey Boodle]

I can be used in other ways now. Just watch the 'fro, it's tough to keep in such great shape.

 

[Guest]

I can be used in other ways now.

And He'll find a way to USE you. He's pretty fucking good at using people for his own ends.

 

[Jim_Henson]

Hi Vul, how are you?

 

[sunstruck]

Could the person who killed PV be the same person who killed Chef?

I smell a serial killer.

 

[Jim_Henson]

So no fro play?

 

[Guest]

Hi Vul, how are you?

So far off the mark, its laughable

 

[marksgirl]

Could the person who killed PV be the same person who killed Chef?

I smell a serial killer.

Looks over at Mrs. White in the kitchen with the knife.

 

[Minkey Boodle]

I smell a serial killer.

OOOoooo!!! You could be on to something. I hope it's a cereal killer, though.

 

[Guest]

I smell a serial killer.

No, thats the smell of a liars deciet you can smell.

 

[sunstruck]

Snap Crackle and Pop are next. Someone put them in protective custody.