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>Hissing static <
>Tap..tap...tap...<
>mic feedback squelches<

"Is this thing on? Hello?
Ahem! Fear not loyal fa-"

"I don't think anyone's listening, Boss."

"Silence! Now, as I was saying, Fear not loya-"

"You said that already." >sluuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrp<

"Silence, Buckethead! And cease that infernal slurping! What's with you and those accursed Shekky Cola's anyway? I swear you're addicted."

"You know your mic's still on, right?" >sluuurp<

"Ooh! Yeah, so where was I?" >Paper rustling< "Okay, umm...fearnotloyalfaaaans... okay. We have not forgotten you. We shall regroup and return STRONGER than EVER BEFORE!!! Bwaaaahaaahaaaha-"

>Sluuuuuuuuuuuuuruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp!!!!<

"Buckethead! You tin plated imbicile! GET OVER HERE BEFORE I-"

"You crazy, man. I is outta heah!!!" >shufflle of tiny metal feet<

"Don't you run from me! You wanna ruin my broadcast . I'll show you!"

"No! No! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

>Running feet<
>Scuffle sounds<

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