So... I tend to think... Ok, daydream...
I think a lot in Muppet. I know... its sad but I've had this vision for the last few days and I can't shake it.
I have been thinking about JJ and how I want this to go so smoothly for her. Muppets seem to make things go smoother... they are like butta in that way...
I was envisioning JJ all sprawled on the gurney tomorrow.
One of the doctors there was Kermit. He's making his normal scrunchy face along with the little elongated hums of an inquisitive nature.
Fonzy is over in the corner gassing himself and dropping "Wakka Wakka" bombs and his own bad jokes.
Rizzo is holding a catchers mit at the end of the bed; ready and waiting for little man to pop on out.
Gonzo is hanging from the cool overhead light that moves to any direction--simply by the sheer breath from anyone in the room.
Animal is holding all the surgical instruments while Beaker and Professor Bunson Honeydew are wrestling them away. Beaker of course, gets frustrated and throws his hands up in disgust.
The Swedish Chef is just hanging out in the background, he wants us to name little man "Smorgy Borgey"
Can you tell Im a bit anxious?
-Mook (the soon to be poppa) out-