Yip. Yip. Yip. Uh-Huh, uh-huh....

Chicken. Chicken. Yip. Yip. Yipyipyipyipyiyp. Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Book. Book. Bookbookbookbook.
Chicken. Chicken. Chicken…

“Baaaaaaawk Baaawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk-up!”

“Baaaaaaawk Baaawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk Bawk-up!”

Nooooope. Nope nope nope not chicken. Nope. nope. Yip. Yip. Yipyipyipyipyiyp. Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Book. Book. Bookbookbookbook…

Waiter!
I’ll have what he’s drinking.

Did you save any mushrooms for the rest of us?

Bork bork bork.

Incidentally, whatever he’s on, I want some.

CHICKENMAN!!! He’s everywhere, he’s everywhere!

Isn’t there a ban on posting in a foreign language? I don’t understand Chickenese.

Pointless beyond the pointy end of a pointed point.

Boy, I tell you… the e-mails one gets for closing a thread that dallies with the posters’ Sesame Street memories. :stuck_out_tongue:

Okay, I’ll go ahead and re-open this thread; however, I originally closed it because I saw–and still do, really–it as being more pointless than most of our threads. (It wasn’t closed because anyone thought it was a foreign language. I mean, we’re a fair-minded board, so I hope the Martians will feel welcome enough to post should they Google their way here.) If the thread becomes a post-padding thread, it’ll be closed down.

Until and if that happens, though, have a blast.

Was that the skits with the Two Headed Monster on the moon Inigo? Am I remembering right? Has anyone seen The Two Headed monster’s skit with Cab Calloway? :smiley: I always thought they should have given that character more attention and more skits.

claw, claw, snap, snap, pinchpinch
boil, bubble, toil, trubble
crack, crack, dip, dip
yummmmmm… butterriffic.

It’s Lobsterboy

::sniff:: ::sniff:: My old alma mater. I’m so … proud!

Yes, yes, yes, and no. The thing was a half-baked idea with a beach towel wrapped around it. The monster(s) were not on the moon as I recall. They were Martians. Try scrolling down to the bottom of this page http://members.tripod.com/Tiny_Dancer/index2.html and see if the yips jog your memory.

Thanks Skipples! I take back all those evil thouhts I was thinking when I stalked off to lunch!

Martians. or something like that. The were ship-less as I recall, just sort of alien travellers" looking for someone or something to chat with. The only two-headed thing I can think of was a quasi-English-speaking thing. Purple, each head had horns, one set pointed up, one set pointed down. 2nd or 3rd generation Street I think though. The Yippers were original equipment I believe.

My pop & I used to do this routine for minutes on end, just to drive my mom nuts. And I was college-age, to boot!

I still can occasionally be found saying “Yipyipyipyipyip uh huh uh huh uh huh rrrrrrrradio!” to myself. Often in public.

Today’s Shortpacked: www.shortpacked.com

Palisades was the toy company formerly making Muppets toys. Alas… well.

[Gratuitous Monty Python Reference]

Shut up!

[/GMPR]

Brrrrrrrrrinnnnnng brinnng brinnnnngggg brinnnng brinnnnng telephone brrring brring telephone telephone brinnnngggg.

[martians get down from the space ship, approach intrepid frog reporter in a farm]

  • ET???

  • No! Ker-mit!

  • Ohhhhh!

Old McDonald had a farm…
Yip yip yip yip yip…
And on his farm he had a…frog…

I’ll see your “Yip. Yip. Yip. Uh-Huh, uh-huh…” and raise you a “mahna mahna do do do do do…” :smiley:

Palisades didn’t close. They were sold.