Eating Muppet
Announcer: Meanwhile on the other side of town, unbeknownst to the Superfriends, a very pleasant dinner party was well underway.
Flash: Taxi, please.
Mrs. Bob (Todd): Oh, thank you both so much for finally having us over to your new place.
Steve (Mike S): Well, we are so happy you could be here.
Kerri: I'm going to the kitchen, would anybody like anything else?
Bob (Ken): Yeah, yeah. Could I get some more of this neon blue...I think it's meat?
Kerri: Sure Bob.
Bob: What is it, it's terrific!
Steve: Isn't it?
Bob: Yeah.
Steve: We never had any until we moved to the area, but now we are hooked!
Mrs. Bob: Is it fish?
Kerri: No, it's muppet.
Bob: I'll be darned. I didn't know you could eat muppet.
Kerri: Well, yeah, it was Steve's idea. We backed over one our first night here.
Bob: Huh?
Steve: Yeah, the little guy was learning his numbers off the licence plate, and it seemed like a waste to bury it, so I said, "Hey, let's fry it up!"
Bob: Waste, not want ...(?)...
Mrs. Bob: That's awful, eating run-over muppet!
Kerri: Oh, no. We didn't run over this one. Steve's become quite the hunter, haven't you sweetie?
Steve: Honey...
Kerri: Why don't you show 'em?
Steve: All right.
Bob: Come on Steve, (mumbles)
Steve: You're gonna love it, you're gonna love it.
(out the window) I sure could use some help counting to four.
Muppet: Well, we could start by counting the legs on our table.
Wha-ooww! (As Steve breaks its neck)
Bob: Oh no. Now, I'll never know how many legs a table has.
All: (laugh)
Bob: Hey, they got a lot of meat on there.
Kerri: Oh, but that's a green one. Try for a blue one, Steve. We only have red wine.
Bob: Oh, ooh! Can I try? Would that be okay?
Steve: Sure, yeah.
Bob: I wanna give it a shot.
Gee, the bus station is far. I wonder what's near.
Big Monster Muppet: Near.
Steve: Show us...far.
Big Monster Muppet: Far....
Steve: Yikes!
Bob: I was full anyway.
Kerri: Why don't you take one home as a pet?
Bob: That's a great idea.
Steve: The kids will love it!
Boy, I sure do wish I knew how to tie my shoes...I may trip...I wonder what words start with the letter "O"...I wonder...
David: Well, let's sing the "O" song, then. And it's gonna help you tie your shoes, too.
Did you know that I love that letter "O"
Tie up my old shoe-
Mrs. Bob: (over David's singing) I'm not taking that home to my son, because I'll end up cleaning up after it.
David: Hey, let's sing a song about Oregon, Oh!
OH!!! (as Steve breaks his neck.)
Kerri: Stay for desert?
Bob: Sure, always have room for that.
