Knubbler
Yeah, bear with me dudes. I think I made the trip a little too fast. My... my body's having a little trouble adjusting to the oceanic pressure down here. I'm sure I'll feel a little better once I have some Pop Rocks and Coke. [washes down a handful of Pop Rocks with Coca-Cola and begins to bleeds from nose]
Now shut up and listen to this, Dick. This is metal. For fish.
Fish don't gots no good metal to listens to.
Knubbler
Fish, huh?
This one's called Murmaider!
It's about mermaid murder.
Knubbler
Stop the track! This is amazing! I mean, there must be billions of fish out there! It's a totally untapped market! And so many hits too!
Knubbler
Yeah!
Scaled and Gutted and Undercooked.
Knubbler
Yeah!
Scuba Tank Filled With Farts!
Knubbler
YEAH! You boys knocked it completely out of the park. [quietly] I am back on top. [louder] I'm going straight to the label!
Knubbler
So that's just a rough mix of some of the stuff you've been uh...working on.
That's kinda nots too terriblys uh...wonderful is it now? Am I right?
No no no, it's not it's uh...dragging.
Yeah yeah, it's just...it's just too confining.
Knubbler
Wait what?
Sorry if we have very learn-ed sensitive musical ears.
Yeah. Toki is right, sorry if we got very good ears.
Uh...Murderface, that's Murderface, I'm Murderface, that's my name.
It sounds like microchips.
Yeah, Pickles is right you know. Who was clearly the one who said that.
I just said that, not Pickle!
Uh, that's a good Pickles impression that's for sure. Right Pickles?
I SAID "RIGHT PICKLLLLLLES!!!"
It sounds like microchips. In ones and zeros-
Knubbler
You guys are fucking deaf! You know that? You can't tell the difference between anything! Can you fucking hear me? DAMMIT CAN ANY OF YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?!
Knubbler
OK, we've moved all the tracks onto water, so you wanna take 5 on the horsing around?
....
Hey hey! Record this ready? Ready?
Okay. [recording sequence starts] Pbbbbbbbb ohhhh ahhhhh oh la la la la la la [claps five times] Play that back for me Pickles. [Pickles plays it back]
It's actually clearer than when he did it.
Hey play that back for me one more time, Pickles, just one more time. [Pickles does so] Yeah I gotta get a copy of that for myself. On water.
Yeah! Burn it on water! [more talking at once] I'm gonna throw up! RECORD IT I'M GONNA THROW UP!
Okay! Press record, record quick quick! [Knubbler pushes a button labeled "Record"; Murderface throws up]
Oh that's gonna sound good!
Yeah, I'm gonna add it to my water collection!
Knubbler
Sorry guys, wrap for the day. Cuttin' ya loose, we'll be back.
Where you going? You getting food? Get Indian!
Get some fucking French toast this time, you cocksmokers!
I'm sick of French toast!
Knubbler
We're not getting food, guys.
We are goings to records my guitar part, and it may be the most dangerous things I ams ever dones.
Because I ams a tones-chaser.
That'd be funny if he said he was a squirrel-chaser. That'd be funnier, you know. Pickles, squirrel-chaser!
[clearly annoyed] Yeah, I know.
Okay so this ams the buttons that makes it records, and this ams the button that makes it stops records, and this ams the button that will makes it erase all of Skwisgaar's guitar tracks. [pushes the delete button] OH NO, WHATS HAS I DONE?!
I can'ts plays it! It's too damns hard! Skwisgaars always makes it so hard! Damns you stupid, slow, stubby fingers, don'ts looks at me! Awww shucks...whats am I goings to do!?
Hey Knubblers, still jazzed about hows greats dat recordings went. Mind playing me a couple of deh tracks?
[with great worry] uh why's do dat? Hey, let's alls gets lunch - my treats! Let's get out of this stuffy place. Let's get outta--let's just get outs of this room! Come on! GOS! GO!
Knubbler
Here you go, Skwisgaar. [pushes play, the track starts playing Toki's version of the solo]
WHAT THE FUCKS IS DAT SOUND?! SOMESTHING IS WRONGS HERE! ISOLATES MY GUITARS TRACKS! [the solo is playing very bad; Skwisgaar glares at Toki]
AHH! I'M SORRY'S, IT'S MY FAULT! I FUCKS IT ALL UP! Don'ts kicks me outs of deh band, I'lls do anything! I'LL SUCKS YOUR DICK!
Toki! Pulls yourselfs together!
Knubbler
Shit Skwisgaar, I really should have backed those sessions up.
YEAH YOU SHOULDA BACKS THOSE SESSIONS UP!
Knubbler
You'd do well as keep quiet, all right?! Shit SKwisgaar...you know what this means right?
Knubbler
I bring some wonderful frankincense.
Great. That's what I got him!
Knubbler
How do you like that? We both got him the same thing.
Knubbler
Hey! That's blasphemy!
No, I mean 'Oh, Lord! Right there!' A miracle has been bestowed upon us this day!
Knubbler
I think he may have bestowed something into his diapers.
Knubbler
The king has truly blessed us.
Maybe he can stop blessing us, something's starting to smell bad.
[Murderface and Knubbler are sitting on the couch in a skit]
Knubbler
Looks like another wonderful, but lonely Christmas Eve with just you and me, right old pal?
MMurderface
Yup. Looks like the two of us, again.
[doorbell rings]
Knubbler
Oh I guess you know what that sound means...
MMurderface
Oh, the Christmas goose is finished getting microwaved?
[studio laughter]
Knubbler
Noooo. It means we have some guests!
[door opens and Dethklok's mothers enter the scene very drunk d espite Dethklok locking all the booze away.]
Knubbler
It's Dethklok's mothers!
MMurderface
[aggravated] And they've been drinking! Yeah, uh take your time staggering in. Like this ain't live TV or anything.
Knubbler
Yes, who would have thought that Dethklok would have mothers? Ha ha...yes...
[doorbell rings]
MMurderface
I'll get it! Wouldn't it be great if it was more friendly guests?
opens the door to see Nathan Explosion, who punches Murderface in his face]
Why didn't you tell me that this thing was being sponsored by religion? That's not fucking cool dude. [enters]
[Murderface laughs nervously]
Knubbler
Hey watch the F-bombs all right? This...was written, this was written...
[doorbell rings; Dr. Rockso enters]
Oh-k-k-k-k-k-Rockso! Made his way onto the lot with the Christmas party baby!
[enraged] Oh Rockso, you fucking piece of shits! You stole the Christmas presents! I FUCKING KILLS YOU ROCKSO!!!
Out of my way, here it comes! [crashes her Rascal into a big wooden cross, crushing both her and Toki]
AAAAAH!! OW, MY LEG!!! AAAH! TOKI'S LEG!!! [screams and babbles in agony]
Dude, we need a doctor over here!
Dude, we need a fucking doctor over here!
Murderface, I think you grandma's, like, hurt or something, you should help her.
MMurderface
Can't you just let me enjoy this moment?