I was reading the “What is it about the Muppets” thread by Persephone and was inspired to ask if you were a Muppet, which one would you be and just what would this say about you as a person?
Me?
Kermit. I think he’s the most normal of the muppets, He’s an average guy in a less than average environmentand surrounded by some really strange people.
Dude, Whammo is so Fozzie Bear!
Actually, we did this in chat one night. Someone said I reminded them of one of those old guys that sit up in the balcony and heckle everyone.
Oscar the grouch. Whatever my best intentions concerning my surroundings at home or work, I always seem to be living in a garbage can. With a convenient slammable lid, of course.
I’d have to go with Kermit as well, although with a tad of Sam the Eagle (I’m conservative) and a dash of Gonzo the Great (I’m also a little wacky).
And just for the record, it’s Lew Zealand.
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I’ve always identified with Kermit. He’s a competent frog. Placed in a normal environment, he’d get along swimmingly and cope. If The Muppet Show were taking place in a normal theater, he’d have that thing winning Tonys within weeks.
However, it’s not a normal theater and he isn’t around normal people and even though he has the order of the show all set up and the guest is safe in his dressing room and the first act is on the stage, Fozzie wants to try out his new routine and Gonzo accidentally blew off half of the roof with that big cannon and a troupe of dancing crawfish has invaded the backstage area and Scooter can’t find the costumes for the next number and Piggy is getting jealous again and to top it off Sweetums may have actually eaten the guest who was supposed to be safe in the dressing room and Kermit just can’t take it anymore and lets go with a big arm-waving scream.
I’d be a smaller version of Snuffy Snuffalupagus. I frequently start a conversation, only to trail off and ask whoever I’m talking with to remind me what we were talking about… I’m also one of the biggest klutzes around.
I am cute and loveable, natch.
I always screw stuff up when I try to do it.
The little purple man is always annoyed at me, even when I play my guitar for him in the park.
I don’t see the fly in the soup.
And, when I fix a computer, I always use the magic words of “Wubba Wubba Wubba”
My printmaking TA is soooooo Fozzie bear because of all the bad jokes we have to endure.
I think I would be Gonzo. I really am a kooky person and half the time what I say goes over people’s heads and all I get is a bunch of puzzled looks. I don’t have a Bernice the Chicken though
I never remember the guys name, but he’s the Rasta-type guy with the the purple dreads and pink skin. I find myself to be a lot like him. I wear a lot of hawaiin shirts…
But sometimes, I act like a little bit of Bunsen, and a little bit of Beaker… sometimes…
Probably Scooter… Don’t know why, but I always seemed to identify more with him as a kid… kinda there, trying to help, usually in the background rather than the limelight…