"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars, know your stars, know your staaaaars."
Wonder what sap he's honed in on this time. Bubs thought to himself. He looked around and realized what chair he was sitting in.
"Oh man!" he exclaimed. He dashed out of the chair and away from it with surprising speed for a man with such bulk.
"Oh, look at that." he said. "I'm not in the chair anymore. Guess that means you can't-"
"Bubs Concession stand…"
"Or not." Bubs said.
"Goes by his nickname – Silent, but deadly."
"I do not!" Bubs yelled. "Nobody calls me that."
"I just did." said the voice.
"You don't count." Bubs retorted
"Sure I do," the voice said smugly "1, 2, 3, 4,-"
"Yeah, real clever." said Bubs
"Bubs Concession stand…" said the voice "Is a sith Lord."
"What are you talkin about?" Bubs demanded "That's a lotta bull."
"Use the force, fatso." taunted the voice
"What are you talkin about? What 'force'?" asked Bubs
"I think he means like what happens when you eats fibers." Said Strong Bad.
No more raspberry smoothies for him. Bubs made a mental note to himself.
"bubs Concession stand…" the voice went on
"Yeah?" said Bubs
"Steals from orphans."
"That's not, um, en…tirely true." said Bubs.
"Oh, Bubs!" Marzipan gasped. "That's awful! How could you do that!"
"I don't!" Bubs snapped "Well, I mean… y'know, there was this one time…uh, well – that is…"
"Bubs Concession stand…"went the voice "eats too many blueberries."
"What's this fresh cockamamie?" asked Bubs "I don't eat any blueberries!"
"Then explain your face." Said the voice
"What's wrong with my face!" he yelled "I think it's strait pretty! Don't you?"
"Eeee-e-e-e-ewe" went Strong Bad, accompanied by Homestar, Strong Mad and Marzipan.
"If you didn't eat so many berries," the voice went on "You wouldn't have stained your face blue."
"What choo talkin 'bout? My face has always been blue!" Said Bubs "And not from eat'n no fruit neither!"
"Hey Bubs," said Strong Bad "Maybe you could use your awesome force powers to teach this guy a lesson."
"I'll teach you a lesson if you don't shut up about the force powers!" yelled an exasperated Bubs.
"Bubs Concession stand…"
"What?" asked Bubs
"Has a swastika tattoo on his left bicep."
"How did you know about tha – I mean, no I don't."
"Now you know Bubs Concession stand." the voice faded out.
"Well," said Bubs "Time to get back to work!" He jumped off the stage and headed for an exit door. Opening it briefly, he loked back in.
"Say, where are we anyhow?" he asked.