Alrighty! The insanity continues due to popular demand! I would like to warn everyone that I am in an extremely evil mood right now due to a complication with the dreaded school and an idiot of mine. I will also take this opportunity to apologize to Munkustrap, I don't know what's going to happen to him but I have a feeling he won't like it.

Having flashed to a commercial that appears to have been concocted by rabid baboons that were given four gallons of coffee, the guests and host of the show have had some time to compose themselves.

Camera pans over the audience, which is composed of shrieking women and men making odd gestures.

Disembodied Announcer Voice: Have you ever raped your son's pet monkey? If so, you could be a guest.

Jerry: Welcome back everyone, we all remember our previous guests,

Tugger: pumps fists in the air

Misto/Vici: Look way beyond embarrassed.

Jemima: Being carefully watched by Steve the security dude.

Bomba: flinching and casting fearful glances at Jemi.

Tumbles: muttering to himself.

Jellylorum: Trying to coax Tumble into admitting he's a tom who likes toms.

Jerry: muttering under breath Who could forget…Now we welcome, Munkustrap, the head honcho's second in command.

Munkustrap: walking down indignantly as though it were degrading to him to be seen in the building.

Jerry: Hel- Stops as he is being stared down by Munku.

Munku: looks down his nose at Jerry as though he were an insect.

Jerry: Well…What's your problem?

Munku: My mate forced me to come here, don't push your luck.

Jerry: You watch your ass; I got Steve and that magical dude on my side.

Munku: He's on my side now; I'm his bond-mate's father.

Jerry: Ah BEEP. Wow, this is the first "expletive deleted" we've had…. Damn, that's gotta be a record…

Munku: Just read the stupid cue card.

Jerry: Someone's got a stick up their ass… It seems your mate: Demeter wants to tell you something important about her past.

The Audience Threatens to riot due to the lack of violence.

Munku: sits down and crosses arms Harrumph.

Jerry: Demeter come on down!

Demeter: Walks down in normal manner, sees someone with messy hair in audience and jumps into crouching position on railing. Is coaxed down, completes the perilous journey to her seat.

Jerry: So Demeter, I understand that you have something to tell your mate.

Demeter: That's uh looks around nervously r-r-r-ri-ight.

Jerry: Well, there he is gestures to Munku.

Demeter: Munku hunny, I uh…

Jerry: It's all right.

Demeter: JemimaismykittenbyMacavity gasp

Munku: Uh…Excuse me for just one moment. Gets up and walks into one of the sound booths, is seen ripping his hair out and kicking the wall and yelling through the little window.

Jerry: Well that's a new one…

Vici: Daddy?

Munku: Opens the door, takes a step out, turns crimson, and goes back in.

Demeter: Oh dear…

Misto: He has very refined self-control hasn't he?

Vici: It comes from years of practice.

Misto: raises eyebrow

Vici: You've met my sister.

Misto: Nods in sudden understanding.

Demeter: Should I go talk to him?

Misto: I cannot commend the wisdom of that plan, but it's your life.

Demeter: Uh… Sees Misto's point as a large object is hurled against the window of Munku's room and the impact resounds through the set.

Jerry: At a loss. And we'll take a break.

Ad comes on:

Old Balding Guy: Do you feel that your spouse no longer finds you attractive?

Extremely Fat Woman: Is your physical presentation of self less than alluring?

Hunk: Then get off your fat ass and do something with your life you slob!

Disembodied Voice: A message from concerned healthy people's advertisers.

We return to the set after only one commercial because this is fanfic and I can do whatever the bloody hell I want Bwahahahahahahaha!

Announcer: Are you a pregnant transsexual groupie? If you are, you could be a guest.

T-t-t-t-thhat's all folks! For now anyway… This will be updated on a tight schedule of approximately "whenever I feel like it" reviews may or may not have something to due with this. Hint hint.