I don't own this list. You all have my permission to do whatever the hell you want with this. And now for - (gets kicked off of the computer)

Hello, this is Marik Sebastian Ishtar III!

"And you should know who the bloody hell I am."

We decided to take over today to say that it's time to – OH WOW, LOOK AT THIS, BAKURA! Reviews! FRIGGIN' REVIEWS! My fanfiction never gets this many reviews! We should totally answer them!

"Marik-"

SILENCE, FLUFFY!

Sin-sin72: THANKS! WHERE THE FRIG DID YOU GET THAT FROM?

"Marik, if you actually read the bloody fanfic, you'd know!"

But Fluffy, you're the only one who's supposed to know about my secret love for those friggin' Fairies!

Ryoubakura98: THANKS! What.

Ryou: (sitting around a campfire, roasting marshmallows) What?

"Oh, great. Now I'm singed."

I've got the bucket of water!

"Now I'm WET. If you'll bloody excuse me, I'm going to go back and fix my bloody hair."

"Um… it's snowing outside. Why would I want to take my bloody shirt off?"

THE BIG HOUSE? Not jail! Don't send me to friggin' jail! I'll do anything!

MutantEnemy6789: THANKS! DUN DUN DUN!

PakichuNoriwa: THANKS! MARIK DERP!

"How about I bite your bloody hand off?"

SuperSayinLv9000: THANKS!

Holy frig! Next time the Pharaoh comes, I should play the friggin' Imperial March!

Angelucie: THANKS!

Oh, there you are, Bakura!

"(growls)"

Zukofan2005: THANKS!

"How am I not bloody lovable? Not that I bloody care…"

BlackRoseDragonCK: THANKS!

Thanks a friggin' lot! And by the way, I'm EFF!ing angry about the fact that my friggin' Yami appears in your fanfic, but not me.

Avalongal316: THANKS!

HOLY FRIG! You must tell me which ones you did. And what the frig happened there?

"Yes, I'm for the bloody win."

YamiXAshley: THANKS!

"Oh bloody god. She was your OC?"

Okay then… No friggin' comment. That cleared up a friggin' lot, though – (is kicked off)

Oh god! I just got out of the broom closet I was locked in… Hey, all of these comments are answered. Huh.

Yu-Gi-Oh is owned by Kazuki Takahashi. Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged is owned by LittleKuriboh/CardGamesFTW. Friends is owned by David Crane and Marta Kauffman.

"Number 73: Walk towards a group of people and hit your head and say in a loud voice, 'Shut up in there.'"

Marik soon found his way towards a large group. Suddenly, he veered off course, and rammed his head into a shelving unit. Everyone turned to look at Marik. The Egyptian turned around, and yelled, "Shut the EFF! up!"

Everyone went silent, and backed up. Then, the group scattered. Bakura walked over, crossed off Number 73, and read, "Number 74: Put make up all over your face so it looks like a 2 year old did it and then say, 'She's horrible at giving makeovers!' and point to a random woman."

As Marik ran off, Bakura was pinned to the wall by a middle-aged man, who was very, very mad. He yelled, "I have had it with your kind trashing this lovely store. Do you know how much money we've lost?"

Bakura growled, as his voice started to become raspier, "I don't care about the bloody money."

Suddenly, the anger diminished when Marik, running back with makeup that looked like it was done by a infant. He pointed to Bill and yelled, "Holy frig! You're terrible at giving makeovers!"

While Bill was distracted, Bakura pushed him off, and ran to hide with Marik. While hiding, Bakura quickly pulled out the list, and read, "Number 75: Go up to random people and ask them if they will be your friends. Then, link arms and start to sing the Friends theme song."

Suddenly, Bill came over, and was just about to stop the two of them once and for all, when Marik said, "Let's be friends!" Then, he linked arms with Bakura and Bill, and started to sing:

So no one ever told you life was going to be this way.

Your job's a joke, you're broke, and you're love life's DOA.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear,

Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.

I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.

I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

Suddenly, more people appeared, and linked arms with Marik, as they continued to sing the song with him:

You're still in bed at ten, the work began at eight.

You've burned your breakfast, so far, things are going great.

Your mother warned you there'd be days like these,

But she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees.

That, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.

I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.

I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

Soon, more people arrived, and joined in. Joey was surprised to find Yami linking arms. Yami responded to the strange looks with, "What? This is my favorite show other than the Card Games Channel!"

Tea responded with, "SAME HERE!"

No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me.

Seems like you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me.

Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with,

Someone I'll always laugh with, even at my worst, I'm best with you.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear,

Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.

I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.

I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

As the song ended, Bill went up to Marik and Bakura, and told them, "Wait here. I'm going to call the cops!"

Marik, however, had other plans. He took out the Millennium Rod, and pointed it at Bill. Suddenly, Bill's eyes dulled over, and he asked in a monotone, "What do you necessitate, Master Marik?"

Marik smirked. "I want you to friggin' leave us alone!"

Bill bowed, and answered, "Your aspiration is my command, Master Marik." And with that, he walked away.

Bakura was shocked. "His name was Steve?"

Marik answered, "His middle name, probably."

First off, don't forget to vote. Secondly, the Phineas and Ferb with Yu-Gi-Oh Characters fic is now up! And thirdly, I'd like to take a special moment to dedicate this chapter to Steve Jobs. Without him, most of the technology he has created at Apple would never have been created.