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Episode 66 - Antenna
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antenna1.mp3

Master Shake: So the bum said "I ate it off the sidewalk with my balls!" I kid ya. I love all people. Hey, you wanna know what a walrus and Tupperware have in common? They're both looking for a tight seal.
Master Shake: No takers over at that table, right ladies? But seriously, I'd like to bring it down a notch. (Begins singing) I see your face, your rosy, rosy cheeks! And I mean your buns, those squishy mushy buns!
Master Shake: (Interview) I wasn't always a superstar. I used to be a boring old cup. Why would anyone make a show about something you'd throw away? But things change, my friend. Money rolls in like waves lappin' on the shore. And if you got talent, well, they'll find ya.
antenna2.mp3

Master Shake: (on phone) Listen. Let me speak to a supervisor. Because you were very rude to me! I will fly directly to India tonight and I will see your face in my face!
Meatwad: The TV ain't workin.
Master Shake: (still on phone) What? What's your name? What is your name?! Give me your name!
Meatwad: Hey, who you talking to?
Master Shake: I am about to find out. (back on phone) Yes, can...Hung up.
Master Shake: Let's see if he fixed it.
Meatwad: Did he fix the TV?
Master Shake: You tell me.
Meatwad: Well.. Yeah.
Master Shake: Let me tell ya about these people. They grow these shows in India and they're my favorite shows and they know that and since I produce them they won't give them to me for free.
Meatwad: Hey, let's watch the TV, see if you star in another of them movies.
Master Shake: I swear to God! My whole night of TV has been ruined, thank you India!
Meatwad: Hey, you remember that one show?
antenna3.mp3

Meatwad: Roid-away, apply directly to the roid. Roid-away, apply directly to the roid.
Master Shake: Apply directly to the roid.
Meatwad: That's a good show.
Master Shake: Yeah, that was good.
Meatwad: Well, you don't think it got nothin to do with that thing out there, do ya? (Huge antenna has been added to Carl's house)
Master Shake: Well... no.
antenna4.mp3

Master Shake: It's the Indians and their barbaric ways. Yogurt runs down their faces and boobs flapping around. Hey, you ever hear of a bra? I've seen one.
Frylock: Hey, man, what the hell is this tower doing here?
Carl: Oh, that? It's pretty sweet, huh? This dude gives me 40 bucks a month to put it here and I ain't gotta do jack, except rake in the jack, heh, heh, heh, you know what I mean?!
Frylock: Yeah, Carl.
Carl: 40 large!!
Frylock: What's it do?
Carl: Well, it'll mess with your telephone and your television, too.
Frylock: Yeah, yeah it definitely does that.
Carl: But mine come in great, I mean, you gotta check this out, dude. I got great picture here. You ever seen this show?
Frylock: No, I don't think so.
Carl: It's insane, nothing happens, but I'm addicted to it!
Frylock: Is this a show?
Carl: Yeah, no one gets it but me, you know? (Aliens on screen are just stacking boxes; they talk to Carl and Frylock)
Alien 1: It's exclusive to Carl!!
Frylock: Huh-- Okay, so, what's it about?
Carl: Well, you know, it's pretty boring, really, cause whenever I look up they start pretending to stack stuff. But, hey, I got all day to do this now that I got an outside source of income. Ha ha ha! 40 Big'ns!
Frylock: Damn, man, do your eyes hurt?
Carl: Past couple days they have bothered me. They feel like they're growing or somethin, but, uh, hey, you pop some asprin, I'm good to go.
Frylock: (Nose starts bleeding) Oh, gross!
Carl: Nah, don't worry about that, you know. Just tilt your head back.
Alien 1: Just tilt your head back!
Alien 2: That's right!
Carl: That's what those guys told me to do and it works!
Meatwad: (In tin foil holding the TV antenna, talking to Shake via walkie-talkie) How's it look?
Master Shake: Keep going.
Master Shake: Further! It's getting-it's getting clearer! Little more, little more!
Meatwad: OK.
Master Shake: Clearer, it's getting definitely-it's getting clearer now!
Meatwad: Getting better?
Master Shake: Roger, keep going. Further Getting clearer. Perfect! OK stay right where you are, do not move!!
Meatwad: (Almost is hit by a truck) Woah, shoot! (Truck backs into him)
Master Shake: Wait, now it's snowy again. Woah, what's wrong with him?
Frylock: You need to watch what you're doing to him!
Master Shake: Frylock, you know me. My love for him is beyond any.. rivers.
Frylock: Look, we gotta do something about that tower.
Master Shake: I'll show you what a man does with it. (Whips out chainsaw)
Frylock: Shake, no! Okay, just let me climb it and see what the deal is. Just do me one favor and don't destroy it until I get down, okay?
Master Shake: Okay.
Carl: Aww, my friggin head.
Alien 1: You need to tilt your head back, Carl!
Alien 2: You must keep your blood.
Carl: Oh.
Alien 1: Further. Further!
Carl: It's really hurtin.
Alien 1: Further, further!!
Carl: Yeah, see, if I do it anymore-
Alien 1: Tilt your head back further!
Carl: I think the blood is coming out of my eyes.
Alien 1: Put spoons over them!
Alien 2: Carl!
Carl: What?
Alien 2: Someone climbs the tower! You know what you must do, beastman!
Carl: Yes, master.
antenna5.mp3

Carl: Hey! Get off of the tower!
Frylock: No!
Carl: Uh, he won't come down.
Alien 1: Then we shall tell him in our own little way. Hahah! Send voice-over artist George Lowe.
Alien 2: Yes! George Lowe will force him from the tower!
antenna6.mp3

George Lowe: What's up, Frymlom?
Frylock: Who are you?
George Lowe: Captain Beefy, Georm Loam. Hail geebonla forever.
Frylock: So, what do you...
George Lowe: God bless you and all you do for television, Frylock. You know, our children are learning from you.
Frylock: So you...
George Lowe: You look tasty and heavily salted.
Frylock: Okay, okay, okay look...
George Lowe: My ex-girlfriend was salty.
Frylock: Can I stop you for a second, okay?
George Lowe: Another joke for another time.
Frylock: So why are you here?
George Lowe: The home office in Grand Rapids sent me down to, uh, get you off the tower.
Frylock: Uh..
George Lowe: It's affecting the Morining Show, you being here, the morning guys can't do their thing, the nutty bunch, Larry and Eric.
Frylock: So where-
George Lowe: Can you get me a regular gig?
Frylock: What?
George Lowe: Heh, heh, it's a joke for God's sake
Frylock: Okay, can I start this again? Who are you?
George Lowe: George Lowe. I've been hired by aliens to tell you to get off the tower. I am the voice master!
Frylock: George, I'm not getting off the tower.
George Lowe: That's fine, aunt crabby, I still get paid. You just stay right where you are. Seriously, I got 40 large to do this gig.
Frylock: Wow, 40 dollars, huh?
George Lowe: It's all in their currency but they say the Yorlock is very strong in the States right now and Mom agreed, so here we all are. She's like "You're getting how many Yorlocks for this?" I said "Oh, don't you worry, baby, enough to crank the generator back up another week or two."
Frylock: George.
George Lowe: A Yorlock, isn't that that new bag that seals in freshness?
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George Lowe: The Yorlok?
Frylock: George, Please.
George Lowe: Hold on a second. I wanna try and give you some Mason Adams here. Yorlok...
Frylock: George?
George Lowe: It keeps your food fresher longer.
Frylock: Earth to George.
George Lowe: A product of Ching Dowdy Dodo industries.
Frylock: George! Why you?
George Lowe: I was avaliable. They couldn't afford LaFontaine.
Frylock: Yeah..
George Lowe: Mr. 3000 dollars a minute!
Frylock: Wait!
George Lowe: Mr. Bigshot.
Frylock: You smell that?
George Lowe: In a world where towers rule the universe.
Frylock: Is that smoke?
George Lowe: You tellin that ain't the same?
Frylock: George.
George Lowe: That's the same.
Frylock: George! I smell some folk art burning!
George Lowe: Folk art? Where? (Pushes George off the tower)
George Lowe: Hey, wait a minute, take my demo, on cassete! Hey, better yet, go to the website! New York demos, voice talent, under radio imaging, it's in the New York cycle not the Beverly Hills one!
Alien 1: It didn't work!
Alien 2: You need to tilt your head back, Carl.
Carl: I can't tilt it back any further, dude.
Alien 1: The waves are very dangerous!
Alien 2: But we pay you handsomely.
Carl: I know and I appreciate that but, uh, look at the blood in here, man, I gotta run a wet-vac through here or something.
Alien 2: No, you will stay and you will watch us stack!
Carl: Okay. What about the tower, though?
Alien 1: Oh, let him come!
Alien 2: And we will crush him with our mighty fists of rage! Hahah
Frylock: What are you two doing?
Alien 2: AHHH, don't touch us!
Alien 1: Leave us alone!!!
Frylock: Carl, wake up!
Carl: No, I'm awake, I'm up, I'm up. What?
Frylock: This isn't a cell tower at all! This tower goes all the way up to their planet! They were gonna climb down it and attack us! (Tower leans and becomes staticky) Woah! What the hell was that?
antenna8.mp3

Meatwad: 20 dollars for an autograph? You are out of your mind.
George Lowe: Daddy gets 25 for a sketch.
Meatwad: From who? 'Cause, shoot boy. For that much it ought to come with a hand-job or something.
George Lowe: Oh, it does.
Master Shake: Would you please keep it down while I'm trying to saw! (Phone rings) Hello?
Frylock: Shake, don't cut down that antenna!
Master Shake: Gimmie one good reason besides the fact that you asked me nicely before you went up there.
Frylock: You know, Shake, they get every TV show up here, I mean, even pay-per view!
Master Shake: Stay there, I'm comin up. (Climbs up) Alright, where's the TV.
Alien 2: You are the TV!
Master Shake: Well where are the shows?
Alien 1: You are the show! Let the entertainment happen!
Alien 2: Begin!
Master Shake: Wait, wher-where's Frylock?
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Frylock: Shake, it's a trick! They used me to get to you. They want you to entertain them forever. Yeah, I told them it was a pretty good idea, so I helped them.
Master Shake: Well where the hell are you going?
Frylock: Oh... I was acting. You know. Like on TV.
Master Shake: That was pretty good acting.
Alien 1: Here are your 40 Yorloks. Use them wisely.
Alien 2: On George Lowe's autograph.
Alien 1: You can get two for that.
Alien 2: Or a sketch and a hand job!
Master Shake: Alright, gang, well we've been havin some fun and don't go away cause-
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George Lowe: We'll be right back with the Master Shake Show on every channel.
Frylock: George?
George Lowe: Global, worldwide, every channel. All the friggin' channels, all the friggin' time
Frylock: George?
George Lowe: Same little cup yapping away.
Frylock: George! Please!
George Lowe: Oh I can do that, it's what I do. Then they got this weasel knockin down six figures every Monday. He's taken over the internet, you know. I had a six figure deal with the internet, now its gone.
Frylock: They're holding him hostage, George. It's different, Okay?
George Lowe: Not different when he's a star. I mean, they took my picture down at the barbecue joint, Frylock, then they put his up!
antenna11.mp3

Meatwad: Hey Frylock, what's a hand-job? 'Cause I'm about to get one!
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