Absurd Planet (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 11 - We're All the Same - full transcript
You all think you're sooo special
with your fancy opposable thumbs,
but you human beings are really just
the "greatest hits"
evolutionary compilation
of my OG animal creations.
That whole "walking upright" idea?
That refreshing dip in the river?
That jet propulsion thing?
My animals did it first.
Okay, well, maybe not jet propulsion.
Take this frogfish, for example,
with all of its frilly varietals,
colorful ensembles, and diva behaviorisms.
Some see "voracious hunter,"
I see Sir Elton John screaming:
"Good night, Cleveland!"
So, just accept it.
Humans and animals have more in common
than you know.
Come out to the swamp,
we'll get together, have a few laughs.
Coexisting here, on my...
...Absurd Planet!
Let's face it, it's hard being an animal.
Sometimes, just like humans,
animals have to unwind after long days
of almost getting eaten by predators.
Lucky for them,
there's a little place
called Fantastic Tam's,
and it's all about pampering for primates.
That's right! I'm a tamarin monkey.
Owner and founder of Fantastic Taaam's!
Are you a Japanese snow monkey
with a barrel of stress?
Well, swing on over
to my all-natural hot springs!
Where females can luxuriate
as they groom each other
to maintain hygiene.
But watch out, ladies...
Sometimes this steamy grotto
will attract dominant males to the group.
We're all the same. Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Eww! Yum.
Hot springs not only keep macaques warm
during winter months,
but this toasty soak
also lowers the stress hormone levels!
Talk about a happy ending!
And if the steamy spa setting
isn't your thing,
then check into a full body rub-down
with a licensed primate.
Ohhh, that's the stuff!
Our grooming experts
know how to sift through hair,
picking out dirt, insects,
and dry skin from your coat,
so you can look your best!
Get a mani!
Get a pedi!
Lift that tail, and just get ready!
Peekaboo!
When you need to go from a prime- "eight"
to a prime- "ten..."
...remember the name:
Fantastic Tam's.
♪ Next time your hair is in a jam ♪
♪ Climb on down to Fantastic Tam's! ♪
We're sorry to interrupt
your programming, ladies and gentlemen,
but we have some late breaking news.
There are widespread reports
of seals yawning.
Scientists are still not sure what caused
this yawning outbreak.
Just like humans, the seals
may be tired, bored,
or in need of oxygen to their brains.
We now go live to our resident seal expert
to find out what he thinks.
And, I think, uhhhhhhhhh...
It's my job to make creatures.
It's your job to name 'em.
Sometimes you nail it,
like "hammerhead shark."
That makes perfect sense.
Head that looks like a hammer? Check.
Brava!
But some animal names
insinuate they'd be good
corporate employees in the human world.
And... yikes!
That's just false advertising.
I'm a secretary bird, hello.
I'm a very large bird of prey
from Africa, hi!
And I stand over four feet tall.
I make a cool secretary bird,
but... I would make
for a very terrible secretary.
For starters,
the secretary birds are terrestrial birds,
which means
we don't really like to fly much.
I mean, imagine being a bird with wings,
and choosing not to fly.
Good luck getting me
to pick up your dry cleaning!
Secretary birds are also known
for our stomping of prey
until they're dead or immobilized.
And then I eat it.
Yum.
But, if I were your actual secretary,
that'd make for some frightening moments
for folks waiting for their job interview.
"She will see you in five minutes.
I am just going to stomp
this sweet little bunny to death."
We secretary birds can strike
with the force of five times
our body weight.
Hey, Linda, would you please get me
the accounting file?
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Dead.
Linda doesn't get files! Linda stomps!
Also, we secretary birds
do not speak English,
or any other human language.
In conclusion, we secretary birds
would make terrible secretaries.
A better name for us would've been
"Stompy the HR Nightmare Bird."
- See ya in court, Stompy.
- Good day!
We're sorry to interrupt
your absurd program yet again,
but we have more breaking news.
There has been a sighting
of a Sally Lightfoot crab doing...
imitations?
Now known as the "imitation crab,"
we take you live to the Galapagos Islands.
Mr. Crab, what's going on down there?
Let me be clear.
Uh... I am... uh...
Sally Lightfoot... uh... crab.
Ah! Very nice Obama.
I was named "Sally"
after a Caribbean dancer.
I can even jump to avoid, uh, predators.
See!
I told you so.
You can read about it in my book,
The Audacity of Kelp.
That was... really great.
Do you do any other impressions
of US presidents?
I am not a crab.
Wait a minute, yes I am.
Oh, I got it. Richard Nixon.
Pretty soon, you won't have
this Sally Lightfoot crab
to kick around anymore.
Well, there you have it, folks.
A truly unremarkable story.
Well,
that left a bad impression.
While we're still in the Galapagos,
let's pay a visit to another creature
that exhibits one of the more
snotty traits of humanity.
This is the marine iguana.
The only lizard in the world
that has adapted to a marine lifestyle.
They spend their days swimming out
into the ocean to forage for algae,
and in doing so, they inadvertently
ingest a lot of salty seawater.
Actually, a lethal dose of it.
And in order to expel
all the extra salt in their bodies,
marine iguanas have large cranial glands
that shoot all the extra fluid
right out of their nostrils.
You might know it as a farmer's blow...
or something you might see the
first baseman of the New York Yankees do
while waiting for the next pitch.
But to be fair,
a lot of my other animals share
the same snotty and slobbery traits
as you etiquette-challenged humans.
Get ready, this song...
blows!
Uhhh! Uhhh!
Get outta there, boogie!
♪ I picked your nose after eating a bee ♪
♪ I pulled it out, now it's inside me ♪
♪ It's one of those desert boogies ♪
♪ A little bloody but mostly green ♪
♪ I understand that you can't breathe ♪
♪ And if you don't blast it out
You're gonna sneeze ♪
♪ But ohhh ♪
♪ Snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Sticky, sticky snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh, Christmas-colored snot rocket ♪
♪ You're stuck on me ♪
♪ La la la la la la ♪
♪ La la laaa ♪
♪ La la la la la la la ♪
♪ Wipe it off with a tree leaf, please ♪
♪ Before I get some booger disease ♪
♪ I'd cross the desert
And the seven seas ♪
♪ To not get hit with your nasal peas ♪
♪ I understand that you can't breathe ♪
♪ And if you don't blast it out
You're gonna sneeze ♪
♪ But ohhhh ♪
♪ Snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh, sticky, sticky snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh, Christmas-colored snot rocket ♪
♪ You're stuck on me ♪
Aaaaaa... choo!
♪ La... la la laaa ♪
♪ La la la la la la la ♪
♪ La la laaa ♪
♪ I'm glad you're stuck on me ♪
Ah-ahhh!
Vanity, schmanity.
Frankly, I find you people
to be highly narcissistic
relative to my babes.
But... from time to time,
I'll just sit back and admire
some of their strikingly spectacular,
and enviable human-like attributes.
This is a red-lipped batfish.
You can find this little flippin' flapper
in the waters around the Galapagos Islands
and off the coast of Peru.
While indeed it is a fish,
it is not a very good swimmer,
which seems like an oxymoron.
That's like being a fly who can't fly,
a crow who can't crow,
or a cheetah who can't cheat.
The red-lipped batfish
is a scavenging bottom dweller.
Hey, not cool!
But it's true!
The red-lipped batfish has pectoral fins
that have evolved for walking
on the ocean floor.
Right, Darwin?
I once ate an owl.
The batfish actually travels more on foot
than it does by swimming.
I'm walkin' here! I'm walkin' here!
Yes, you are,
and you're getting in your steps!
Peripatetic perambulation.
But, by far, the physical attribute
this fish is most famous for,
is its big, juicy, red, human-like lips.
And boy, are people envious
of these puckers.
I woke up like this.
That's technically true.
It did wake up like that.
It was born like that,
but the bright-red lips
are used by the male batfish
to attract mates.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Not at all!
I don't hate you because you're beautiful.
Smooches!
I married my first cousin.
We all know the housing market
is out of control.
Everyone's trying to find a home
that's bigger, better and newer.
Just like my hermit crabs,
who are known to shed their shell houses
any chance they get.
And with this much turnover,
there's bound to be
some wheelin' and dealin'!
I'm Harriet the hermit crab
from Harriet's Used Conch
and Hermit Crab Shell Lot,
and I'm here to remind you that it's
everyone's favorite time of year.
- Molt-a-thon!
- Can I get a good deal?
Deals so good
they make your antennae spin.
Yeah... I don't have antennae.
Take a look at my shellroom,
every interior smoooother
than an eel's ear hole.
You can't fathom the discounts!
Ready to claw your way
to the top of the line?
Back yourself into one of those certified,
pre-owned, deluxe,
General Mollusk models?
This one still has that new-shell smell!
Or... maybe that's your thing.
The stench of rotting fish!
Who's to say?
You... do... you!
- Where you located?
- Down at the confluence
of Little Cayman Island
and Grand Cayman Island Way.
If you pass the wacky waving garden eels,
you've gone too far!
Musical tagline:
♪ Harry's Used Conch
and Hermit Crab Shell Lot ♪
♪ Pick one soon or you will die ♪
Hey! You stole my theme song!
Some creatures
act just like humans
when it comes to finding a mate.
And, like you weekend Watusi warriors,
they compete in fabulous dance-offs,
hoping to win over Mrs. Right.
Or in this case... Mrs. Flight.
There are over 40 species
of birds of paradise,
each with its own distinctive style.
- Look at this guy.
- Yo!
- And this guy.
- Eh... yes, ma'am.
And what about this guy?
What it do, baby?
More diversity than a college brochure.
The fellas are not only reminiscent
of a Lady BooGa after party,
they also have the moves to back it up.
When a lucky gal catches his eye,
he'll spread out his feathers
in a fan shape and boogie down.
The elaborate display of peacocking
dovetails into an explosion of passion
and everlasting bliss that lasts for...
Oh. It's already over.
A romance for the ages.
Why? Because...
Nobody puts Birdy in the corner!
I...
am...
a...
tool...
user.
Sticks...
and stones...
add meat...
to my...
bones.
A coco-...
nut...
shell...
so you can't...
hurt...
me.
Toooooools.
Toooooools.
Toooooools...
are my...
friends.
For decades, human
companies have been using my creatures
to hawk their products.
Tony the Tiger,
Smokey the Bear,
Winnie the Pooh.
No, that's not actually Winnie.
That's just a bear... taking a poo.
But to show you how disastrous an animal
running a large business would be,
here is a duck
in charge of an auto insurance company.
Quack?
- Yeah, hi, I was just in a car accident.
- Quack?
The guy who hit me was driving very fast.
Quack.
Are you actually a duck?
- Is the only thing you can say "quack"?
- Quack.
You know, there's an urban legend
that a duck's quack doesn't echo,
but that's not true, they do echo!
Quack!
See?
And did you know a male duck
is called a drake?
Hey, Drake.
What are your thoughts
about being on Absurd Planet?
- It's definitely surreal.
- Anyway, back to my auto insurance claim.
- Quack!
- You know, I'm getting tired of this!
- Quaaack.
- Don't talk to me that way!
Quack?
Do you have any idea
with whom you are speaking?
- Quack?
- That's it. Lemme talk to your supervisor.
She's also a duck.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We are sorry to interrupt your program
once again,
but we are following
a startling slow-speed chase,
of what appears to be
a common slug, on the run.
That's right, Chuck,
the felonious slug has led police
on a treacherous pursuit,
hitting the gastropod's top speed
of .0028 meters per second.
As you know, driving like an idiot
is a privilege in the human world.
Oh yes, Gary. Humans are awful.
Wait a minute,
it looks like he just passed a pebble!
- He is not slowing down!
- But he's not speeding up, either.
Is it true, Gary,
that slugs secrete slime
in order to slide
across surfaces more easily?
Yes, that's correct.
It's scientifically known as
a "snail trail."
Okay, and now let's go live
to our resident slug expert
to see... what he thinks.
And, I think, uhhhhhhhhh...
♪ I like-ah the pangolin ♪
♪ I like-ah the horny toad ♪
♪ I like-ah the man o' war ♪
♪ I like-ah the crab in the road ♪
♪ I like-ah the Jumping Stick ♪
♪ A super-engorged brown tick ♪
♪ A magical unicorn tang ♪
♪ A deer with a crazy fang ♪
♪ And they like yooou ♪
♪ Pah! ♪
with your fancy opposable thumbs,
but you human beings are really just
the "greatest hits"
evolutionary compilation
of my OG animal creations.
That whole "walking upright" idea?
That refreshing dip in the river?
That jet propulsion thing?
My animals did it first.
Okay, well, maybe not jet propulsion.
Take this frogfish, for example,
with all of its frilly varietals,
colorful ensembles, and diva behaviorisms.
Some see "voracious hunter,"
I see Sir Elton John screaming:
"Good night, Cleveland!"
So, just accept it.
Humans and animals have more in common
than you know.
Come out to the swamp,
we'll get together, have a few laughs.
Coexisting here, on my...
...Absurd Planet!
Let's face it, it's hard being an animal.
Sometimes, just like humans,
animals have to unwind after long days
of almost getting eaten by predators.
Lucky for them,
there's a little place
called Fantastic Tam's,
and it's all about pampering for primates.
That's right! I'm a tamarin monkey.
Owner and founder of Fantastic Taaam's!
Are you a Japanese snow monkey
with a barrel of stress?
Well, swing on over
to my all-natural hot springs!
Where females can luxuriate
as they groom each other
to maintain hygiene.
But watch out, ladies...
Sometimes this steamy grotto
will attract dominant males to the group.
We're all the same. Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Eww! Yum.
Hot springs not only keep macaques warm
during winter months,
but this toasty soak
also lowers the stress hormone levels!
Talk about a happy ending!
And if the steamy spa setting
isn't your thing,
then check into a full body rub-down
with a licensed primate.
Ohhh, that's the stuff!
Our grooming experts
know how to sift through hair,
picking out dirt, insects,
and dry skin from your coat,
so you can look your best!
Get a mani!
Get a pedi!
Lift that tail, and just get ready!
Peekaboo!
When you need to go from a prime- "eight"
to a prime- "ten..."
...remember the name:
Fantastic Tam's.
♪ Next time your hair is in a jam ♪
♪ Climb on down to Fantastic Tam's! ♪
We're sorry to interrupt
your programming, ladies and gentlemen,
but we have some late breaking news.
There are widespread reports
of seals yawning.
Scientists are still not sure what caused
this yawning outbreak.
Just like humans, the seals
may be tired, bored,
or in need of oxygen to their brains.
We now go live to our resident seal expert
to find out what he thinks.
And, I think, uhhhhhhhhh...
It's my job to make creatures.
It's your job to name 'em.
Sometimes you nail it,
like "hammerhead shark."
That makes perfect sense.
Head that looks like a hammer? Check.
Brava!
But some animal names
insinuate they'd be good
corporate employees in the human world.
And... yikes!
That's just false advertising.
I'm a secretary bird, hello.
I'm a very large bird of prey
from Africa, hi!
And I stand over four feet tall.
I make a cool secretary bird,
but... I would make
for a very terrible secretary.
For starters,
the secretary birds are terrestrial birds,
which means
we don't really like to fly much.
I mean, imagine being a bird with wings,
and choosing not to fly.
Good luck getting me
to pick up your dry cleaning!
Secretary birds are also known
for our stomping of prey
until they're dead or immobilized.
And then I eat it.
Yum.
But, if I were your actual secretary,
that'd make for some frightening moments
for folks waiting for their job interview.
"She will see you in five minutes.
I am just going to stomp
this sweet little bunny to death."
We secretary birds can strike
with the force of five times
our body weight.
Hey, Linda, would you please get me
the accounting file?
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Dead.
Linda doesn't get files! Linda stomps!
Also, we secretary birds
do not speak English,
or any other human language.
In conclusion, we secretary birds
would make terrible secretaries.
A better name for us would've been
"Stompy the HR Nightmare Bird."
- See ya in court, Stompy.
- Good day!
We're sorry to interrupt
your absurd program yet again,
but we have more breaking news.
There has been a sighting
of a Sally Lightfoot crab doing...
imitations?
Now known as the "imitation crab,"
we take you live to the Galapagos Islands.
Mr. Crab, what's going on down there?
Let me be clear.
Uh... I am... uh...
Sally Lightfoot... uh... crab.
Ah! Very nice Obama.
I was named "Sally"
after a Caribbean dancer.
I can even jump to avoid, uh, predators.
See!
I told you so.
You can read about it in my book,
The Audacity of Kelp.
That was... really great.
Do you do any other impressions
of US presidents?
I am not a crab.
Wait a minute, yes I am.
Oh, I got it. Richard Nixon.
Pretty soon, you won't have
this Sally Lightfoot crab
to kick around anymore.
Well, there you have it, folks.
A truly unremarkable story.
Well,
that left a bad impression.
While we're still in the Galapagos,
let's pay a visit to another creature
that exhibits one of the more
snotty traits of humanity.
This is the marine iguana.
The only lizard in the world
that has adapted to a marine lifestyle.
They spend their days swimming out
into the ocean to forage for algae,
and in doing so, they inadvertently
ingest a lot of salty seawater.
Actually, a lethal dose of it.
And in order to expel
all the extra salt in their bodies,
marine iguanas have large cranial glands
that shoot all the extra fluid
right out of their nostrils.
You might know it as a farmer's blow...
or something you might see the
first baseman of the New York Yankees do
while waiting for the next pitch.
But to be fair,
a lot of my other animals share
the same snotty and slobbery traits
as you etiquette-challenged humans.
Get ready, this song...
blows!
Uhhh! Uhhh!
Get outta there, boogie!
♪ I picked your nose after eating a bee ♪
♪ I pulled it out, now it's inside me ♪
♪ It's one of those desert boogies ♪
♪ A little bloody but mostly green ♪
♪ I understand that you can't breathe ♪
♪ And if you don't blast it out
You're gonna sneeze ♪
♪ But ohhh ♪
♪ Snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Sticky, sticky snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh, Christmas-colored snot rocket ♪
♪ You're stuck on me ♪
♪ La la la la la la ♪
♪ La la laaa ♪
♪ La la la la la la la ♪
♪ Wipe it off with a tree leaf, please ♪
♪ Before I get some booger disease ♪
♪ I'd cross the desert
And the seven seas ♪
♪ To not get hit with your nasal peas ♪
♪ I understand that you can't breathe ♪
♪ And if you don't blast it out
You're gonna sneeze ♪
♪ But ohhhh ♪
♪ Snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh, sticky, sticky snot rocket ♪
♪ Oh, Christmas-colored snot rocket ♪
♪ You're stuck on me ♪
Aaaaaa... choo!
♪ La... la la laaa ♪
♪ La la la la la la la ♪
♪ La la laaa ♪
♪ I'm glad you're stuck on me ♪
Ah-ahhh!
Vanity, schmanity.
Frankly, I find you people
to be highly narcissistic
relative to my babes.
But... from time to time,
I'll just sit back and admire
some of their strikingly spectacular,
and enviable human-like attributes.
This is a red-lipped batfish.
You can find this little flippin' flapper
in the waters around the Galapagos Islands
and off the coast of Peru.
While indeed it is a fish,
it is not a very good swimmer,
which seems like an oxymoron.
That's like being a fly who can't fly,
a crow who can't crow,
or a cheetah who can't cheat.
The red-lipped batfish
is a scavenging bottom dweller.
Hey, not cool!
But it's true!
The red-lipped batfish has pectoral fins
that have evolved for walking
on the ocean floor.
Right, Darwin?
I once ate an owl.
The batfish actually travels more on foot
than it does by swimming.
I'm walkin' here! I'm walkin' here!
Yes, you are,
and you're getting in your steps!
Peripatetic perambulation.
But, by far, the physical attribute
this fish is most famous for,
is its big, juicy, red, human-like lips.
And boy, are people envious
of these puckers.
I woke up like this.
That's technically true.
It did wake up like that.
It was born like that,
but the bright-red lips
are used by the male batfish
to attract mates.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Not at all!
I don't hate you because you're beautiful.
Smooches!
I married my first cousin.
We all know the housing market
is out of control.
Everyone's trying to find a home
that's bigger, better and newer.
Just like my hermit crabs,
who are known to shed their shell houses
any chance they get.
And with this much turnover,
there's bound to be
some wheelin' and dealin'!
I'm Harriet the hermit crab
from Harriet's Used Conch
and Hermit Crab Shell Lot,
and I'm here to remind you that it's
everyone's favorite time of year.
- Molt-a-thon!
- Can I get a good deal?
Deals so good
they make your antennae spin.
Yeah... I don't have antennae.
Take a look at my shellroom,
every interior smoooother
than an eel's ear hole.
You can't fathom the discounts!
Ready to claw your way
to the top of the line?
Back yourself into one of those certified,
pre-owned, deluxe,
General Mollusk models?
This one still has that new-shell smell!
Or... maybe that's your thing.
The stench of rotting fish!
Who's to say?
You... do... you!
- Where you located?
- Down at the confluence
of Little Cayman Island
and Grand Cayman Island Way.
If you pass the wacky waving garden eels,
you've gone too far!
Musical tagline:
♪ Harry's Used Conch
and Hermit Crab Shell Lot ♪
♪ Pick one soon or you will die ♪
Hey! You stole my theme song!
Some creatures
act just like humans
when it comes to finding a mate.
And, like you weekend Watusi warriors,
they compete in fabulous dance-offs,
hoping to win over Mrs. Right.
Or in this case... Mrs. Flight.
There are over 40 species
of birds of paradise,
each with its own distinctive style.
- Look at this guy.
- Yo!
- And this guy.
- Eh... yes, ma'am.
And what about this guy?
What it do, baby?
More diversity than a college brochure.
The fellas are not only reminiscent
of a Lady BooGa after party,
they also have the moves to back it up.
When a lucky gal catches his eye,
he'll spread out his feathers
in a fan shape and boogie down.
The elaborate display of peacocking
dovetails into an explosion of passion
and everlasting bliss that lasts for...
Oh. It's already over.
A romance for the ages.
Why? Because...
Nobody puts Birdy in the corner!
I...
am...
a...
tool...
user.
Sticks...
and stones...
add meat...
to my...
bones.
A coco-...
nut...
shell...
so you can't...
hurt...
me.
Toooooools.
Toooooools.
Toooooools...
are my...
friends.
For decades, human
companies have been using my creatures
to hawk their products.
Tony the Tiger,
Smokey the Bear,
Winnie the Pooh.
No, that's not actually Winnie.
That's just a bear... taking a poo.
But to show you how disastrous an animal
running a large business would be,
here is a duck
in charge of an auto insurance company.
Quack?
- Yeah, hi, I was just in a car accident.
- Quack?
The guy who hit me was driving very fast.
Quack.
Are you actually a duck?
- Is the only thing you can say "quack"?
- Quack.
You know, there's an urban legend
that a duck's quack doesn't echo,
but that's not true, they do echo!
Quack!
See?
And did you know a male duck
is called a drake?
Hey, Drake.
What are your thoughts
about being on Absurd Planet?
- It's definitely surreal.
- Anyway, back to my auto insurance claim.
- Quack!
- You know, I'm getting tired of this!
- Quaaack.
- Don't talk to me that way!
Quack?
Do you have any idea
with whom you are speaking?
- Quack?
- That's it. Lemme talk to your supervisor.
She's also a duck.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We are sorry to interrupt your program
once again,
but we are following
a startling slow-speed chase,
of what appears to be
a common slug, on the run.
That's right, Chuck,
the felonious slug has led police
on a treacherous pursuit,
hitting the gastropod's top speed
of .0028 meters per second.
As you know, driving like an idiot
is a privilege in the human world.
Oh yes, Gary. Humans are awful.
Wait a minute,
it looks like he just passed a pebble!
- He is not slowing down!
- But he's not speeding up, either.
Is it true, Gary,
that slugs secrete slime
in order to slide
across surfaces more easily?
Yes, that's correct.
It's scientifically known as
a "snail trail."
Okay, and now let's go live
to our resident slug expert
to see... what he thinks.
And, I think, uhhhhhhhhh...
♪ I like-ah the pangolin ♪
♪ I like-ah the horny toad ♪
♪ I like-ah the man o' war ♪
♪ I like-ah the crab in the road ♪
♪ I like-ah the Jumping Stick ♪
♪ A super-engorged brown tick ♪
♪ A magical unicorn tang ♪
♪ A deer with a crazy fang ♪
♪ And they like yooou ♪
♪ Pah! ♪