Lemmy: Goodbye! What? Oh, we're just starting! I guess this is what I get for being asleep the last 18 years.

Lemmy: I told you I was the real one!

Lemmy: Guards, take away the imposter!

(A group of Flurries consult each other, than haul away the Lemmy that started the Interview.)

Lemmy: Hey! I said the imposter, not me!

Lemmy: Now that's more like it! Let's see who we have today...

(Lemmy looks at his cue guards, completely oblivious to the fact that his guest is sitting right next to him.)

Lemmy: Ah! Our - that means my - guest is the Mad Scientist.

Angry Scienist: Angry! Angry angry angry! Why can't you be in the remembering of angry?!

Lemmy: Woah, chill dude! Everyone knows it's just an expression anyway.

Angry Scientist: I am not in the caringnessnessness! Call me Angry Scientist!

Lemmy: Sure, ok. So, um, Angry Scientist, how are you related to Mario?

Angry Scientist: I am not of the relating to Mario, but that is not what is of importantness! I am to be telling you how to be in the defeating of Super Mario!

Lemmy: Yeah, but if you're not related to Mario, you have no business being on my show. And that would make me mad!

Angry Scientist: Angry! Angry angry angry!

Lemmy: Hey! I wasn't referring to you!

Angry Scientist: Many apologies. Let me be of the thinking... ok, I am teamed upness with General Specific in the capturingness of Sheep. I am of the thinking that he was in the encountering of Super Mario, which had the resulting of the general's stupiditynessness.

Lemmy: Why can't any of my guests really be related to Mario? That's it, next time I'm just calling in Mario himself!

Angry Scientist: Are you going to be of the askingness of how you should be defeating Super Mario?

Lemmy: Hmm... maybe! But first, what's with your back? You look like Quasimodo or something.

Angry Scientist: GAH! Hearing of my back misshapness makes me angry! Angry! I came into the forming of this bad back due to the nastinessness of a wedgie.

Lemmy: ... Must have been some wedgie!

Angry Scientist: Yesness!

Lemmy: Is that why you talk so weird too?

Angry Scientist: What are you in the talking about?

Lemmy: Never mind. So now, how about you tell me how to defeat Super Mario?

Angry Scientist: I will be of the happinessness to do so! Simply be in the sneaking behind him and catch him stealthilynessness with this net!

(Angry Scientist holds up a net so small that it probably wouldn't be able to catch a rat.)

Lemmy: Wow, that's brilliant! I can see why you are called a scientist!

Angry Scientist: Ah, because I am being of the clevernessness?

Lemmy: No, because you're a nerd! Hahaha!

Angry Scientist: You make me angry! Angry!

Lemmy: Ok ok, don't blow a gasket! Jeesh... Well, let's look to the audience for some questions! You, in seat... um, nah, how about you in seat... I don't think so. Well then, how about Ludwig?

Ludwig (onstage in an extra chair): Mr. Scientist, after performimg many calculations I have concluded that your plan to capture Mario can not possibly succeed. One would be incapable of fitting Mario into a net so small in relationship to himself.

Angry Scientist: I am in the thanking you for your concernessness, but I am in the knowing that the plan is of workingnessnessness. It must be of the workingnessnessness since it was of the taking me two weeks to come up with such clever schemingness.

Ludwig: Oh! Well, if you spent two weeks testing your theory, you must have solved a lot more equations than I have performed in a much shorter duration of time! I revoke my query.

Lemmy: I think I'll do what I should have done before and just go with seat 27. At least I can understand what he says.

Morton: WEDDING CAKE!!!

Lemmy: He is talking about a dessert bread.

Morton: Why are you mad? Is it that wedgie or your back or your speech or me or cheese or police or corkscrews or-

Angry Scientist: Angry! Angry angry angry! I am angry because of people like you who can not be in the remembering of my name! Why can no one be in the rememberingness of my name? ANGRY!!!

(Angry Scientist pulls out a lazer that is in the lookingness like a pen and destroys the set by slicing all the support pillars. Then he storms out, still screaming about being angry.)

Lemmy: Um, well that really is the last time I call on Morton... but at least he got knocked on the head by a pillar! I sure am glad I bought that studio insurance the other day.

(Lemmy pulls out his insurance contract, then decides to read the fine print.)

Lemmy: Insurance is void in case of killer cheese, room-destroying sneezes, pencils, and angry scientists with lazer pens... d'oh!