Are you looking for fun? Come on, everyone.

There's be much longer.

Not longer at all.

You see these doctors, they always make you wait outside,

and then you gotta wait again in the room.

Fortunately, I have my recorder.

I can take good use of the time, but you know, your skin is important. Words from Durf.

Get your skin checked. Because here's the thing, you remember that mold that floated out of my

butthole? Like a hot air balloon? That is a red flag. That is, they're not supposed to do that.

So, you know, I am functionally immortal, but I still have to get the old up and down checked out. You know what I mean? And so I'm here at the dermatologist. Anyway, where was I? So we had just escaped Chudnelsston. I mean, well, I didn't. I was murdered as usual. But, you know, and I'll tell you what, folks, you know what really roasts my raspberries? When people don't understand history. I was reading a

history book the other day. You know, just flipping it through because I'm, you know, a part of the

literati. And they gave twinkle credit for killing the princeling, which destabilized the monarchy,

and would eventually lead domino fall after

domino fall to the end of the monarchy when Twinkle didn't do that at all. Twinkle just killed me.

He killed me. Duff! The actual destabilization happened with the fateful bedpan emptying,

and that should be the title of the chapter in the history book.

It's not like I assassinated.

The prince.

He's self-assassinated in a lot of ways, but that's what started it all.

Durf, who do you have to talk to to change history?

Is there an email, or how do you get to history?

Mr. Dinkleson Yes

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