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Max Tayte is munching on...you guessed it, sugar.

"Max," Blackie says to him, "You're on now."

"Goodie," Max says, and is now extremely hyper, and he, like Tyson, runs to the stage, and to unknown torture.

("Max is on," Blackie tells me.

"Very good," I say as I reach for my microphone.)

"Know your stars..........know your stars.........know your stars..........know your stars........"

"Max Tayte........He love catnip."

"What?!?" the hyper Max yells. "That's not true and you know it. I love sugar."

"Max Tayte.........He's part boy, part macaroni, part soda can and part antelope."

"You can't do that, that's not possible," Max says in a very annoying tone, then sticks out his tongue.

"Max Tayte............He's biologically impossible."

"How can that be?" Max asks the announcer. "I'm here, so it is possible."

There's now a trace of annoyance in the announcer's voice.

"Max Tayte.........He's fallen in love with ravioli."

"How'd you know?" Max asks in amazement. "Are you psychic?"

"Yes, I am, and now you're going to be very mad at me. And now you know Max Tayte."

"NO THEY DON'T!!!!" Max shouts to absolutely no one.