

Tickle Me Elmo my mousepad. Just why is this young chap so infernally happy? What is he on? And can I have some?
And yet, he gets so sad sometimes. So, assuming Elmo is NOT partaking of some form of chemical amusement, we're looking at a definite manic-depressive here. Perhaps he should book into the Sesame Street Psychiatric Clinic. There isn't one, you say? Well, there should be...
Tickle Me Elmo: Undercover Agent or Innocent Toy?

The last time I had someone clasping their hands at me and declaring tearfully "You're my best friend!", that person was completely and utterly drunk. Could Grover be Bert's companion at the AA meetings? Perhaps. But we should consider the further question of just why is Grover so skinny?
Have you ever wondered why Guy Smiley's mouth extends so far?
An anonymous tip was recently received by this committee, explaining this very fact - and uncovering the chill, violent cruelty exerted by the secret syndicate ruled by the Count.
It seems Guy intended to broadcast an exposè, revealing the sinister Mr S and his Family's mafia-like web of crime. However, in doing so he came up against Count Big - who sent a couple of his "goons", the ubiquitous bats who serve his bidding, to warn poor Guy off and learn his source of information on the Count's illicit dealings.
Guy agreed to drop the story but refused to reveal his source. As a result, the Count had the bats slit his throat. The miracles of modern medicine saved his life - but poor Guy is marked for life, serving as a very public warning to all residents of Sesame Street not to challenge the Count.
Responses - the Thought Assassin has been at work.
More to come