Topic: Sesame Street's first homeless muppet (Fuck Oscar, apparently).
Catherine !ttGirlsPl2 started this discussion 7 years ago#81,789
Livin' on the street
With nothing to eat
Nowhere to sleep
No trash cans to reap
All taken by a grouch
he never helps
Sesame isn't tame
it can leave a muppet maimed
Cameras never show the strife
They only aim for the good side of life
Now is my chance to make them see
This world isn't exactly carefree
My only hope is that I am acclaimed
It's better than being shamed.
Anonymous B joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 2 minutes later[^][v]#947,492
Umm...whats all this Muppet talk all of a sudden..
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 25 minutes later, 28 minutes after the original post[^][v]#947,512
I don't watch cartoons I can't Masturbate to..
Anonymous D joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 6 minutes later, 34 minutes after the original post[^][v]#947,513
Oscar has a home, he just has to share it with Bert.
His home is a dumpster.
Catherine !ttGirlsPl2 (OP) replied with this 7 years ago, 39 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[^][v]#947,526
@previous (D)
Bert must be living in a mansion since Oscar just has a trash can.
Sheila LaBoof joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 2 hours later, 4 hours after the original post[^][v]#947,609
social services better get to that muppet before she starts blowing gordon for fivers
Anonymous F joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 2 hours later, 6 hours after the original post[^][v]#947,633
@947,526 (Catherine !ttGirlsPl2)
If you call living in a one bedroom trailer with his mommy, and his sleeping spot is on the floor in the corner, a mansion, then Bert's living the dream.
Anonymous G joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 1 hour later, 7 hours after the original post[^][v]#947,643
@previous (F)
At least he has a sleeping spot in a warm shelter. I have been worse off than that.
Anonymous H joined in and replied with this 7 years ago, 1 hour later, 9 hours after the original post[^][v]#947,655
I ran into a homeless muppet in a Los Angeles bus station one time. He smelled like mustly felt and beer. He came up and started talking to me and then puked all over my shoes. He just puked up yarn though. I braided it into a lanyard, and I still have it.