It's just another day on the FARTS set...

(on the phone) Yeah. Uh-huh. So what you're saying is, you don't have any experience in getting out from under contracts. Why didn't you just say so in the first place! *hangs up* Jerk.

*runs in* Found them!

Well, at least we won't be without cue cards this time... I wonder if that's a good thing.

*appears* I have arrived!

Huzzah.

*waves the cue cards around* Hey, Macc! Look! I've got the cue cards!

Errr... that's... great, Gilgamesh. Now could someone tell me what this rehearsal nonsense is all about?

(over the intercom) This "nonsense" is my brilliant plan to boost the ratings of the show!

...which you only care about because you're raking in all of the producers' money.

(over the intercom) Never mind that! I'm positive this will ensure that you losers will actually have a chance of getting things right for a change.

I dunno...

(over the intercom) Well I do know! Rehearsal! Now! Begin!

But...

(over the intercom) BEGIN OR DIE!

Well since you asked nicely. Ahem. Greetings, ladies, gentlemen, and unidentifiables! I'm Macc Maverick, and I welcome you all to yet another episode of... FARTS! And here to my right is my esteemed co-host, Dark Macc!

"Esteemed", huh? That's a laugh.

Psst, sir... that's not what it says on the cue card.

*sigh* Fine, fine... Thanks, Macc, I'm *gag* glad to be here.

And let's not forget our music guy! He's purple, he's evil, he's a one-man band of button pushers... Ultros!

(on the phone again) ...huh? Someone call me?

That's your cue to change the music, dumbass.

Oh. Er, sure thing. *presses a button on his console*

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