It was the Battle of Snacktime Ridge, Ernie—pure chaos. Cookie Monster was dual-wielding muffins, Elmo rolled in on a trike rigged with pudding cups and glitter bombs, screaming, "Elmo loves mayhem!" We took the hill… but lost more than we won. Big Bird hasn’t spoken since. Oscar vanished deeper into his can. And me? I can’t eat a graham cracker without hearing the screams.