Star Butterfly bursts in on the scene, pimp'n some sick yeezys and polarized sunglasses. She walks into Marco's bedroom, swinging her gold chains and rocking a backwards cap like some kind of vanilla-ice impersonator, and she drops to the floor, hittin it with that Yeet and so on. I'm pretty sure you can't get more pop-culture than that folks. Oh wait! Yes you can! SonicE1337 turns snaps his fingers and Star's hair in now in dreads and half of it is dyed red.

Star then waits for her boss to leave, making sure the door is closed before standing up, rather annoyed. "Of all the shit I have to deal with, and now that fucker turns me into some kind of rapper? I ain't having none of that shit." She then taps her head with her wand and she's back to her normal self. "That's better! Now, ominous voice, do your thing! We're on a clock here!"

"Oh, goodness, you're right sorry."

Gracious piano music then filled the atmosphere.

"And now... Random comments, with Star Butterfly..."

"Favourite Meme?"

"Now we're getting into the real questions! But while I love memes with my heart and soul, it's kind of hard to pick a favourite right now, but I'd have to say that I'm really liking the 'Distracted Boyfriend' stock image meme. It's really got some great edits, it's a shame it's dying out..."

Marco then appears out of nowhere, arms crossed and nodding his head in agreement.

"Ah, I see you're a woman of culture a-" Star then struck him with a lightening bolt.

"That memes dead! Doesn't matter how great it was, it's dead now!"

"Do Mewman pigs have feelings to?"

"That really depends if you're vegan or not. But I'm not, so I'd have to say no. Thankfully though, mewman pigs also come into tofu flavours! For those motherfuckers out there who actually give a shit about the food they eat."

"Hey Star, ever hear of a show called Red vs Blue? And no, it's not about politics."

Star stands up from her chair, an unsettling smile on her face. "You think you're funny? Huh? Do ya? You know how long it takes me to come up with the jokes for this worn out and tired fanfiction? Tell you what, how about you come and sit in the chair for once, huh? You do my job. Then you'll know what it's like."

Marco then butts in rather frightened. "Uhhh, what about the q-question?"

"Huh? Question? The fuck you tal-Ohhhh! Right, right, sorry." Star composes herself and sits back in her chair, coughing into her fist. "Right! About your question. No, I haven't seen red vs blue, but it sounds interesting, so I might go and check it out. Thanks for the recommendation!"

She then turns away from the camera, "I swear to God if it's another fucking anime..."

"Is Marco secretly a lizard man?"

Star leans in close to the camera, whispering quietly to words it. "I've been researching this for quite a while and while I don't have any solid proof, I do suspect he might. This stays between us though."

Meanwhile, Marco, who was minding his own business has a fly pass by his ear. Quick as a ninja, his tongue shot out and pulled the fly into his mouth. Star's eyes were wide with shock. Marcos eyes were blinking sideways. My eyes hurt because I'm typing this at 1 in the morning.

"Thank you to everyone who left a comment, and remember, if you want to have the opportunity to show up here, just leave a review and we'll respond to it. Next time I'm forcing Marcoplier over there to get in on the action, since he hasn't done anything for his fanbase in over a year and a half. See you later!"

Piano music once again filled the atmosphere, and the ominous voice returned once more.

"This has been... Random Comments, with Star Butterfly..."