Can Someone Please Change The Channel?

You'd think that after the chaos of yesterday's jet ski outing that we'd lay low and not call too much attention to ourselves. Unfortunately, we Frugies aren't very good at not calling attention to ourselves. I.C. Berg, one of our more outspoken Frugies (that's him at the top) and leader of yesterday's wedding disaster says, "Hey! Let's go on TV and have a talent show!" So 18 Frugies hop onto Farmer John's flatbed truck for the ride to the TV station. Missing are Adam Apple who's still on his secret mission in Tanzania and Mel, who's resting up after his fall in Spritzer's. (Yesterday he told me that he wants to take his case to court and be his own attorney. Heaven help the judge who gets this case!) The TV station loved the idea of a Frugie talent show and agreed to televise it on national TV. No big deal...except for the fact that we're going to be ON NATIONAL TV!!! I don't know, maybe it's a mushroom thing, but I was trembling the minute I saw the TV cameras. Why did Drucker make me such a wimp? Why couldn't he have made me big and powerful and called me Mighty Mushroom? Instead, when it was my turn to perform I stood there unable to do or say a thing. Yet everyone in the studio audience started clapping! I was shaking so much they must have thought I was doing the hula! Tomorrow, Suzie Strawberry, who really is a dancer, gets a turn. Oh, I almost forgot. What do you think of I.C. Berg? Looks a little like Ben Franklin, doesn't he?