"Know Your Stars: The Total Drama Edition"

Rated T

Disclaimer: I do not own the entire Total Drama series or All That. Or the Know Your Stars sketches.

Chapter 26: Harold

"Know your stars... know your stars... know your stars..." The announcer echoed again as a ubernerd with a nasally Napoleon Dynamite-like voice, a shirt which emblazoned a magic hamburger on it, green glasses and such auburn hair had taken the hot seat this time.

"Sweet! Time for everyone to experience my true greatness! GOSH!" Harold exclaimed feeling a whole lot pumped up.

"Harold McGrady V... His real name is Doris!"

"No, it isn't! Idiot!" Harold exclaimed. "Wait a minute... is that you Duncan? I know you're just disguising your voice just to irritate me! Well I, Harold Norbert Cheever McGrady V won't be affected by your nonsense any further! GOSH!"

"Oh, I'm not Duncan? You may think I'm him, but my voice is even sexier. Doris?" The announcer said right to Harold teasing him annoyingly.

"My name's not Doris and that's the way it is! And you're not even sexy! You sound like a frickin' retard! Idiot!" Harold exclaimed as he turned the other cheek.

"Harold 'Doris' McGrady V... He was raped by Duncan."

"I was so not raped by Duncan! I don't even like him to begin with!" Harold exclaimed in reacted complaint, "Last time, he put a plate of piping red hot ravioli and stuffed it in my underwear! Everyone kept calling me 'Poopy Bloody Undies'! It was embarrassing!"

"HAHAHAHA!" The announcer replied, "That's actually rape!"

"That was just a prank! It wasn't rape!" Harold exclaimed angrily to the announcer, "I'm telling you the truth! And besides, the idea of Duncan getting me from behind makes it too gay! I'm straight! GOSH!"

"Mm-hmm. Harold 'Doris' McGrady V... He watches 'Bob The Builder!'"

"I hate 'Bob The Builder'! That show is for little babies!" Harold said in anger as he crossed his arms aggressively, "You think I'm some weird nerdy toddler all of a sudden?"

"You are, you gay baby you..." The announcer said to him with some annoying baby talk of his own.

"I am no gay baby! I am a straight human being, damn it!" Harold complained as he shook his fist of anger right at the announcer, "Look, I like LeShawna! I like magic! I like beatboxing! But what gives you the right to think I'm some homoerotic baby? Idiot!"

"I'm not an idiot. I say it like it is!" The announcer said smirking at an already angry Harold.

"You won't say anything for so long when you find your jaw on the floor! Idiot!" Harold shouted angrily at him, but the announcer had it with him.

"Now you know, Harold McGrady V, a.k.a. The Gay Baby!" The announcer yelled happily.

"You don't know me, GOSH!" Harold yelled back at him.

"Yes they do... Doris." The announcer smirked as the camera backed away from Harold.

"I already frickin' told you, my name is Harold, not Doris!" Harold shouted at the announcer angrily, but the KYS guy was nowhere to be found. "You better bring that camera back down here! I ain't finished with you yet! I'm telling you, that underwear part was only full of Ravioli, not blood. It was only a prank Duncan pulled on me, and not gay rape! And there's absolutely no way that I ain't a gay baby! Hello? IDIOT!"

Ouch, Harold got it really hard. No gay pun intended.

Next up will be the soul sista herself, LeShawna! Read and review until then, my broski's! BAZINGA!