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[QUOTE="DestroyYouAlot:636539"]MarkFuckingRichards said:[QUOTE]ketchup on eggs=the worst idea anyone has ever come up with.[/QUOTE] BLASPHEMER!!! STRONG BAD: {singing} Email me don't email me, email me don't email me. {He pulls up the email and reads it aloud.} Hi Strong Bad! Do you celebrate thanksgiving normally? Or do you have special traditions for when Strong Badia was first colonized? What's the story about? From your Buddy, Shana Ma. Los Angeles, CA {Strong Bad reads "Shana Ma." as one word (Shanama). He also pronounces "Los Angeles" with a hard "g".} STRONG BAD: {typing} Oh, Shanama, the story of the colonization of Strong Badia is a tale as old as, say, the wireless Web {pause} or energy drinks maybe. It began in a period of strife... {Cut to a shot of an old book on a wooden table. It is open and pictures Strong Bad, in a pilgrim hat, squirting ketchup onto a plate of eggs, next to Strong Sad in a wig and typical 17th-century clothing.} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} ...when I was being persecuted for my beliefs. STRONG SAD: {voiceover} Ewwww! Ketchup on eggs?!? {A caption reading "Ewwww! Ketchup on Eggs?!?" appears beneath the picture. The page turns to show Strong Bad reading the newspaper and seeing an ad saying "LOT FOR SALE! along with a page saying "Homestar declares eggs not a fruit."} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} I learned of a place where a man can be free. Free to do what he wants to do. Free to ketchup his eggs without being hassled by the man. {The page turns to show Strong Bad and The Cheat, also wearing a pilgrim hat, traveling across Free Country, USA, Strong Bad carrying a musket and eating a sandwich and The Cheat dragging a bag along behind him. A caption along the bottom reads "The Three Stout Sub Sandwiches: The Ham 'n' Swiss, The Dijon Chicken and the Veggie Delux."} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} So I set sail with three stout sub sandwiches, and my best The Cheat to find this mystical land. {The page turns to show the two of them meeting Bubs, who is waving at them, wearing a Sioux-style feather headband and wearing a loincloth.} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} I met a strange man who had strange ways and strange odors. {The page turns to show Strong Badia in front of a glorious sunrise, above a caption reading "The Neu Wirlde."} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} And he led me to the new world, out beyond the dumpsters. {The page turns to show the Tire falling onto The Cheat, whose hat is sent flying from his head.} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} There was a brief struggle with the indigenous peoples. {The page turns to show Strong Bad handing Bubs the rent check.} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} At last, we reached an agreement to peacefully co-exist in this land, after I gave him my first and last months' rent deposit. {The page turns to show a ploughed field where Bubs is planting a fish. Strong Bad is looking at him, holding a fish and a corn cob in his hand.} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} Then the strange man probably showed me how to put fish in the ground with corn, for some reason. BUBS: {voiceover} This'll grow ya some nice fishcorn bushes! {A caption reading "This'll grow ya some nice fishcorn bushes" appears at the bottom of the page. The page turns to show Bubs, The Cheat and Strong Bad sitting at a picnic table in Strong Badia, feasting on fast food.} STRONG BAD: {voiceover} Then we celebrated with a feast of some cold Hardee's he had laying around. {Cut back to the Compy.} STRONG BAD: {typing} So there you have it, Shana... Shanamana... {singing} Shanamanamanamanamana tonight! That shoulda been in your history books at school. I gotta get on those people over at Hoofton Mifflin. Those guys are slackin off. {stops typing} Okay, so until next week, leave me alone! {The Paper comes down.} [/QUOTE]
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