Episode 42: Chicken go cluck-cluck, cow go moo. Piggie go oink-oink, how bout you?
If you've heard the quote above, you might know what other quotes I'll be putting in here, just cause.
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Master Tang: [who is dying] Chosen one, do I look alright.
Chosen One: Yeah... sure.
Master Tang: On a scale of one to ten?
Chosen One: Hmmm, one.
Master Tang: Listen, and listen well. I really like the band N-Sync. My favorite member is Harpo. I think there's a Harpo. If not there should be. I will write their next hit, maybe 'A boom-boom chiky chiky boom-boom a boom-boom chiky chaka chaka cho cho' By the way, you must beware of Betty's iron claw. They are sharp, and they hurt. And beware his song about big butts, he beats you up while he plays it!
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Master Tang: I remember a long time ago, when a friend told me there would be a chosen one.
[Flashback to a younger Tang talking to Master Doe]
Master Doe: There will be a chosen one.
Master Tang: He then told me of the significance.
[Flashback]
Master Doe: It will be significant.
Master Tang: And then he killed the dog.
[Flashback, Master Doe closes his eyes, we hear a fart then a dog whimper]
Chosen One: I now officially know too much.
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[Betty has thrown a claw at Master Tang, the action freezes]
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
[Action resumes, Tang gets hit with the claw]
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a).
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Master Tang: I've got some yellow liquid for your popcorn. And it's non-dairy.
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Master Tang: [narrating] At that moment, the Chosen One learned a valuable lesson about iron claws... THEY HURT LIKE CRAP MAN.
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The Chosen One: Killing is wrong. And bad. There should be a new, stronger word for killing. Like badwrong, or badong. Yes, killing is badong. From this moment, I will stand for the opposite of killing: gnodab.
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Master Betty: Hmmm, yes, a tiny net is a death sentence. It's a net, and it's tiny.
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Master Betty: Hmmm. I'll kill him. I'll kill him dead. Like with, with a, rock or something. Like a, like a stone.
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Wimp Lo: I see the way you look at him. I'm a man, too, you know? I go pee pee standing up.
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And thus ends my quote spree...
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Master Tang: [who is dying] Chosen one, do I look alright.
Chosen One: Yeah... sure.
Master Tang: On a scale of one to ten?
Chosen One: Hmmm, one.
Master Tang: Listen, and listen well. I really like the band N-Sync. My favorite member is Harpo. I think there's a Harpo. If not there should be. I will write their next hit, maybe 'A boom-boom chiky chiky boom-boom a boom-boom chiky chaka chaka cho cho' By the way, you must beware of Betty's iron claw. They are sharp, and they hurt. And beware his song about big butts, he beats you up while he plays it!
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Master Tang: I remember a long time ago, when a friend told me there would be a chosen one.
[Flashback to a younger Tang talking to Master Doe]
Master Doe: There will be a chosen one.
Master Tang: He then told me of the significance.
[Flashback]
Master Doe: It will be significant.
Master Tang: And then he killed the dog.
[Flashback, Master Doe closes his eyes, we hear a fart then a dog whimper]
Chosen One: I now officially know too much.
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[Betty has thrown a claw at Master Tang, the action freezes]
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
[Action resumes, Tang gets hit with the claw]
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a).
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Master Tang: I've got some yellow liquid for your popcorn. And it's non-dairy.
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Master Tang: [narrating] At that moment, the Chosen One learned a valuable lesson about iron claws... THEY HURT LIKE CRAP MAN.
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The Chosen One: Killing is wrong. And bad. There should be a new, stronger word for killing. Like badwrong, or badong. Yes, killing is badong. From this moment, I will stand for the opposite of killing: gnodab.
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Master Betty: Hmmm, yes, a tiny net is a death sentence. It's a net, and it's tiny.
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Master Betty: Hmmm. I'll kill him. I'll kill him dead. Like with, with a, rock or something. Like a, like a stone.
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Wimp Lo: I see the way you look at him. I'm a man, too, you know? I go pee pee standing up.
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And thus ends my quote spree...