Time to pull out the sock puppets and talk to myself :P

[Shalimar]

Who is it talking to, Jujube, or is that a secret?

 

[Ralphy1]

Ahh, the whispering of sweet nothings from a gentleman caller probably

 

[Shalimar]

The dummy has a gentleman caller? Eek. I need a drink.

 

[Ralphy1]

You mean that you having been drinking alread?

 

[Wrigley's]

W. I am very afraid that when I finally go to sleep I will be hounded by dreams of you as a giant sock puppet running through my mind doing a musical/soft shoe imitation of "Lambchop does Charlie McCarthy on acid." Noooooo.

Chanting "A weema-way" with an out-of-body voice.

*eerie music*

 

[Wrigley's]

Uhmnn..where was your brothers hand while this was going on?

He could have been doing *worse things* with his hand, especially if I was involved.

That still came out wrong.

 

[SifuPhil]

When I was into magic as a kid (well, into my teenage years) I bought a fairly professional-grade vent dummy.

This thing was SO scary looking. He sort of looked like the dummy in "Magic" -

Plenty of times I terrified my family and friends with him.

Oh - his name was Phubert.

 

[jujube]

Who is it talking to, Jujube, or is that a secret?

Well, it came from Boston and we know the Lowells speak only to Cabots and the Cabots speak only to God. So it's the Lowells, the Cabots or God, take your pick.