Everybody's dreams are coming true, and then there's Gary Coleman.

Seriously, see Avenue Q at your earliest convenience.

So much works about the play that really shouldn't work at all. For instance, most (but not all) of the characters are puppets, and the people operating and talking/singing for the puppets make no attempt to hide themselves. For instance:

It's weird at first, but after the first few numbers you almost forget the people are there. There are several times when a puppet is being operated by someone other than the person singing for it--since the voice actors all play multiple roles--and you don't even notice.

It also shouldn't be that you find yourself getting a little choked up at, say, "Fantasies Come True", and you realize that it's basically Bert singing about his unrequited love for Ernie. (How the producers of this play have avoided having their asses sued off, I'll never know.)

And then there are the Bad Idea Bears:

These cute little guys are always there for you when you just can't seem to fuck things up on your own.
"Oh, you can have a few sips--it's just Long Island Iced Tea! YAAAAY!"
"Why don't you play a drinking game? I know one--let's see who can drink the fastest! YAAAAY!"
"It's a tie! Rematch! YAAAAY!"
"Take her home! She's wasted! YAAAAY!"