It trips my feet so they go clunk! I’m walking crooked, like I’m drunk! This thing’s so long, I could spelunk! No matter where I plunk this trunk, I flunk! Oh, how I wish this trunk had shrunk! But I’ve got spunk, I won’t get sunk! I’ll show you who’s the boss here, punk!
Mission Control, the projectile is on the launch platform, over…
Roger, Launch Control. Stand by, Toaster Control…
Toaster Control, standing by to initiate trigger procedure…
On my mark, Toaster Control: Five, four, three, two, one… mark.
I don’t have anything snarky to add here, there isn’t a single joke I could tell that will match the fun of what you’re about to see when you press play. All I can say is this: I want to be that boy or that gorilla, and I’m not particularly fussy about which.
I don’t wanna come out of the water and I barely got to go swimming at all and you said I could stay in for five more minutes and it hasn’t been five minutes yet and I never get to do what I want and you’re a big meanie-pants and it’s not faaaaaaaaaaaaaair!