[Fanboy and Chum Chum listen to the Tomb of Kingboy story on the tape recorders]
FNFemale Narrator
Welcome to the audio tour of: The Tomb of Kingboy. [Fanboy and Chum Chum nod] Many years ago, there lived a young boy king -- Kingboy. He was tall and handsome and not the least bit annoying.
[commenting on Kingboy, who looks like him] Boy, they had some flat heads back then!
FNFemale Narrator
In those days, there lived a merchant named Lenses. He was known across the land for his grumpy temperament and terrible customer service.
LLenses
Here's your stupid- uh I mean... [kneels down] Oh, royal Kingboy, here is the beverage you requested.
KKingboy
Ooh! A Sandy Salty Slurp! [drinks his Sandy Salty Slurp, burps and throws the cup in Lenses' face] Oh, Lenses, Would you pull my finger? [holds up his finger and giggles]
KKingboy
[pokes him in the nose] How 'bout now?
KKingboy
[pokes him again] How 'bout now?
KKingboy
[serious] Lenses, I am your king!
[Lenses growls and pulls Kingboy's finger, gets covered in flies as Kingboy laughs]
I like that king! He's funny!
[Kingboy continues laughing and hits Lenses on the head with his staff]
FNFemale Narrator
Lenses grew tired of the king's hilarious antics, and he hatched an evil plan. Please press 12 if you wish to hear Lenses' evil plan. [Fanboy and Chum Chum do so] So, Lenses locked Kingboy in a pyramid. Lenses gloated about his cleverness, but his actions did not sit well with the ancient god, Chumnubis. Chumnubis cast a powerful curse on Lenses, that turned him into dust, so that he would be a nuisance to all for the rest of eternity! We hope you've enjoyed this audio tour of the Tomb of Kingboy. Please stop by our gift shop as you exit the Tomb.
FCFanboy and Chum Chum
Gift shop!
[They belly-bonk, giggle and exit]
If this bus keeps a-rockin', I'm comin' a-knockin'!
EEverybody
[gasps] Lunch Lady Cram?!
Lunch Lady Cram is my sister. [puts on her bus driver hat] I'm Bus Lady Cram!
Oh, yeah, you both have the same pretty snarl.
Oh, dear. We're trapped on the bus and we're headed for the Glop Mines! Suddenly I don't feel so... [barfs]
This is supposed to be a field trip, isn't it? WELL, START SINGING!
EEveryone
[singing] Ninety-nine buckets of glop on the wall, ninety-nine buckets of glop, if one of those buckets should happen to fall...
[seeing what they believe is the Glop Monster]
Urrrrr!! It's gonna grab us, and spin us around, and then swallow us in its fiery mouth!
We're gonna travel through its pitch-black gullet, tortured by the screams of our companions!
And just when we think it's done with us, it's gonna spit us out, THEN SUCK US BACK IN!!!
[Dollar-nator has hid himself, camouflaged as the Chimp Chomp machine]
Dollar-nator, you missed your chance.
Looks like we're gonna have to bring him out of his shell.
[The Robo-mance song starts]
Chum Chum, give me eight fingers.
[Using his "super strength," Chum Chum lifts Fanboy up into the tree. Fanboy pushes the branches apart and peeks through]
[Singsong] Pinata? I know you're in there! I can see your glowing, red eyes! [Normal] Huh.
[after Fanboy screams from the sugar the third time]
Uh...Fanboy? I think you might have a toothache.
A toothache? [sarcastic laugh] Oh, impossible. I brush my teeth all the time! Every tooth, every day.
Except for Toothy. Oh ho ho, he hates to be brushed. See? Ahh... [reveals a tooth in his lower left jaw which is dirty and broken, revealed to be "Toothy"]
Oh...goh...I think you'd better go to the dentist! [sees a fly land on "Toothy" and holds nose] And maybe an exterminator!
Oh, no! No dentist is coming near these pearly whites! And this charcoal grey.
But, Dr. Plaqula is fun! He has the best toys...
[Fanboy rolls his eyes and stares at Chum Chum with a "not interested" expression on his face]
...and the awesome-est free toothbrushes. And at the end, you get a lollipop!
Already got one! It's been stuck in Toothy for years. Ah... [reveals a lollipop stuck next to "Toothy"]
AHHH! [Points To The wanted Poster Of The Burgle Brats] The burgle Brats!
MMurphy
So, You've Heard of us? good! Now, Keep your hands up, and your mouths shut, and Nobody Will Need to change Their Diapers!
I Can't Put My Hands Up! I'm Almost at the record!
[Points To Boog] Boog, Keep Playing! [Points To Dollarnator] Dollarnator, Keep Filming! [To Chum Chum] Come on, mad-dog, we're on!
[Holds a pacifier] I'm Getting too old for this.
[after he drank the potion] Ta-da! [Chum Chum gasps] Huh? Huh?
Uh, maybe you need some more whoopee cushion air?
[turns around and realizes his face is still normal] Hmm. That's weird. The potion should’ve taken effect by now. [stomach gurgles; screams as his limbs start shaking and jumps into the air, beams of light shoot out of his hands, feet, and mouth]
[Fanboy lands on his desk and gasps; then Fanboy with a kooky face jumps off and guffaws] It's… It's… amazing!
[After Kyle takes F&C to his mountain]
Kyle, thank you so much for saving us from that mob!
Yes, well I had to ensure they wouldn't get their hands on that...WINNING CUP! Which I shall pluck from your ashes, once I char you...with the FIRES OF RAGNAR!!! [laughs evilly]
Seems a bit over-the-top...why don't we just share?
We can share the prize! Then, you can give Ragnar back his fireball.
Oh, thank you. That's quite nice of -- Wait a minute! NO! Kyle the Conjurer doesn't share! He SUMMONS THE FIRES OF RAGNAR...and TAKES.
Ooh, ooh, ohh! Let's just all write our names on the cup! That way, we can officially split, 50/50/50!
Well...okay. But you two have the knack for taking the fun out of everything. Oh-ho-ho, I see what you're trying to do! You wrapped the winning cup with a contract, written in invisible ink. And if I sign, I'll have no memory of the cup. And I'll probably be poofed out of existence. Heh. SO if anyone is going to execute a devious plot, it will be me: Kyle the Conjurer! Mark my words, this isn't over! I'LL BE BACK! [briefly disappears] Wait, this is my mountain. You go.
[Kyle zaps F&C, making them disappear]
