"Hello?" "your buddy." "How are ya?" "I couldn't be... busier." "Doing what?" "I'm..." "I'm on this phone." "That's fair." "I'll call you back when you're not on the phone... when will you be not on the phone?" "I'm not on the phone." "I'm talking to the phone." "That works." "it's me again." "still?" "No." "Is that a yes?" "It is?" "Then yes." "I would not check my ice box." "either." "What's in there in the icebox?" "Get on your little tiny mousey tiptoes." "Tell me what's in the icebox." "Hello?" "Mouse? but Liquor said that Mouse is up to his cans." "WEYEeird." "right?" "Like someone got him out." "And he got a thing for squirrels." "I'm not talking as though he's cheesy green up on 'em." "if you get the picture." "Pic-ture." "you know Roostre?" "Up on the farm guy?" "All right. clock shows up." "it's day 97." "GAs?" "N-nothing." "EYE saw you crash." "cause you seem to see everything." "EYEfirmative." "and fly away." "But first" "Set up the cameras." "the only ones we have - the hidden ones." "Uh..." "I'm still lookin at you not setting up the cameras." "just planning my day." "How long do you think I'll be watching you not do what I told you to do?" "You kill trees." "Shut up." "Trees make oxEYEgen." "Up yours." "I breathe it; you breathe it." "I shut up; you shut up." "See it?" "EYE see NEYEgh." "It was right F'n here." "and it was right the F here." "Uh huh." "EYE hungrEYE." "Good." "That means you're leaving." "That will happen... now." "Well." "The litte guy's cameraphobic." "Should've known." "or.. these papers." "These papers are driving me crazy." "Crazy into the night." "you're back." "Where've you been?" "tell me about the nightmare." "Holy shee" "Go-damn." "Shark!" "Rhoda?" "um... sir." "Drink." "I'm a shark." "Uh... thank you." "I attack when I'm hungry." "It's instinctual." "You know?" "mmhmm." "Th-thank you." "It's like one minute but you never know." "whatever." "and bam!" "A thousand pounds of pressure lock in like a press." "You know what I mean?" "and... thank you. and all I'd remember was how warm the juices were that lapped the back of my uvula on their trip down to stomach land." "sir." "right?" "We know each other." "and what we say to them." "We do." "I knew we did." "momma." "Slap me a s" "Now let's talk about the letter that Liquor got." "but yet... and now I must burn them." "For a reason that..." "I don't know." "your so yelling mouth." "We're gonna be rockstars." "we must burgle." "there's a pretty amp." "what song was that?" "mmm-mmm." "Ro-ock and ro-ollll." "It's called "F-Off... to You." So take a hint." "No way!" "That is... huh... a great song." "I'm here... somebody break in here?" "it waasn't us." "I'm telling ya." "It is?" "it is." "It'd sound great on my record label." "it should already be on it." "Where are we at on that?" "You have a record label." "For... records?" "let's tour." "dude." "pops." "Haha!" "Zinger!" "who broke in here now?" "kid!" "I never have to break in when I am in ma-nihm." "You know what I'm saying?" "no." "My head!" "Woah!" "Is that ice cream?" "Awesome. and now I am pleased to announce that I have... become a mosquito." "and I have even attached bladders to the nose things so I can suck up liquids when I puncture them... with my nose thing." "and you wouldn't even recognize me as your son-child." "mosquito." "000 dads because of the way I've designed the eyeballs." "but you wouldn't be able to understand my language because of its buzzing. but used for different reasons." "Hope you're doing well at camp." "Mosquithing..." "I don't know who that is." "What's this?" "F-Off." "Is it good?" "Mmhmm." "So you've been making records?" "No." "I've always kinda wanted to be in a band." "No way." "What do you play?" "I play with minds." "Shhhhh.... and don't look under your bed." "Heylo?" "Did you find my record?" "didn't you?" "Now spin it." "Comment: 0,0:00:00.00,0:00:00.00,Default,0000,0000,0000, Comment: 0,0:00:00.00,0:00:00.00,Default,0000,0000,0000, Comment: 0,0:00:00.00,0:00:00.00,Default,0000,0000,0000,"