Okay, since none of you were going to help me with my ideas for Patsy's turn, I thought to take a few little tidbits from the original "Know Your Stars" skits and re-mold them into my own material. Now, what I want to point out to you people is that I'm not a very experienced writer, unlike some people I know; so if you would all be so kind as to help me out a little, I'd really appreciate it. Anyway, enjoy my new chapter. I'd like to thank Ricchan for the review of my first chapter.

D-Blue

P.S.: Just to save some space in my text, I wrote "KYSG" for the Know Your Stars Guy.

As the camera comes into focus, Patsy walks into the empty "All That: Know Your Stars" room. It's very dark inside, and no one else is around.

Patsy: "Hello? Anybody here?"

Just then, Patsy sees the "Know Your Stars" chair in the middle of the room and helps herself to be seated.

Patsy: "It sure is quiet in here. I wonder where Lazlo is, he said he'd be here."

Suddenly, on go the lights, and they move around Patsy as the camera zooms in.

KYSG: "Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars!"

Patsy: "Wha? Who's there?"

KYSG: "Patsy Smiles... she likes her grilled cheese sandwiches cut diagonally."

Patsy: "Whoa, wait! I don't eat sandwiches that way, and besides, I'm allergic to cheese."

KYSG: "Patsy Smiles... she's half girl, half hobbit, and half skunk."

Patsy: "Excuse me? Okay, first of all, that's three halves. Second, I'm not a hobbit or a raccoon dog, I'm a mongoose!"

KYSG: "Patsy Smiles... her father is Ima Wiener."

Patsy: "Huh? No, no, no... that's not who my daddy is. My daddy's name is Commander Hoo-Ha, maybe you've heard of him: tall, muscular buffalo? Has a god-like physique that every man would like work on for themselves? Tough as nails, rock-solid, in charge of every scout camp in our home state?!"

KYSG: "Whatever. Anyway, Patsy Smiles... her middle name is Poopity-Doopity."

Patsy: "What? That's not my middle name!"

KYSG: "Yes it is, I read it in your birth certificate."

Patsy: "How'd you get your hands on my birth certificate?!"

KYSG: "I have it right here, your daddy sent me a copy."

Patsy: "Let me see it!"

A paper airplane flies towards Patsy and lands in her hair. Patsy unfolds all the corners and reads what's written on it.

Patsy: "These are just scribbles you wrote on text paper with a green crayon!"

KYSG: "Hey, the hospital you were born in was the cheapest they could find."

Patsy: "What?! That's not true, my daddy said I was born in the finest hospital in our home state!"

KYSG: "Yeah, yeah. Moving on... Patsy Smiles... she has one brown eye. Stifles laughter

Patsy: "No I don't! My eyes are hazel!!"

KYSG: "That's what Homer said about Marge's eyes at the last minute."

Patsy: "Who?"

KYSG: "Never mind. Patsy Smiles... she made out with a clown from Taiwan."

Patsy: "Prove it!"

KYSG: "I don't have to, everybody knows that. Now you know... Patsy Poopity-Doopity Smiles."

The camera backs away from Patsy.

Patsy: "No they don't! And for the record, that's not my middle name!!!! Who would name their kid THAT?!!!! Hey, come back here, I'm not finished with you!!!!! DAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Okay... I... think that was a little too much for her. Ah-he-he-he. Anyway, my next guest is Raj, so stay tuned. And if you have any suggestions for what I could say about him, I'd LOVE to hear them.

D-Blue