Episode #3: The Barbeque Sandwich
 Hey, yo! Welcome to the show!
 You forgot the opening melody, again.
Man, it's because I forgot to buy Post-It notes...
Write yourself a reminder to buy them.
Good idea!
Hey, weren't you an evil mouse last time?
The doctors at the hospital fixed that up after my "fight" with the guest.
You mean you just changed the HTML again?
Exactly.
 Finish the monologue.
Oh yeah! Today we have the webmaster of Planet Namek on our show, Mr.E! So... let's get this party started! Pueto, play me to the desk! *walks over to the desk and takes his seat*
 ........ *plays a couple of chords*
Well, I sure can't wait for our guest to come out here, how about you Dao?
I'm filled with everlasting glee.
Cool! Me too! Why, I remember the first time I ever visited Planet Namek.com! Back in those days we wore an onion on our belt. It was the style at the time. Anyway... *continues to ramble*
(Ah yes, just a little bit longer until the smell of sweet blood lingers in the air... yes, a true example of my power will be shown today... the end of- )
DAOVONNAEX! Are you listening!?
Wh.... huh? Y-yeah, sure.
Ok, good. Welp, no need to wait any longer. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr.E!
(Yes, I can taste it now... what a grand display this shall be....)
........? *doesn't know what to play; begins playing a bit of Eye of the Tiger*
*Mr.E is escorted in by wheelchair, bound by leather straps. He is then untied by stagehands and placed in Dao's seat, tied from head to toe in twine. Dao takes the chair next to him, leering*
Well Mr.E, it's a pleasure to have you here today!
 Please, whoever you are-- I don't know who you are, just let me go! Please!
Heh heh, what are you talking about? You're a guest on the Wowie Zowie Show!
I don't know what this is.... just please, let me go!
*still leering at Mr.E* (drip, drip, drip... blood. The sound of defeat. The sound of victory. The sound of- )
DAO! Say hi to our guest!
.......Hell....o.
So, Mr.E.... why can't we see you?
Because he's a "MysterE"!
Oh. AH HA HA HA HA! Hey, did I ever tell you about the time I hurt myself on a skateboard?... *continues rambling*
(These fools don't see it yet, but the dawn of a new age is approaching. An age where I shall rule supreme over the Dragonball Community... yes... within minutes, everything shall change. Yes...)
....So then I said "Naw, it's just a scrape", but I was bleeding all over the place! Man, it was hillarious!
If I give you money people donated to me, will you let me go? Please?
Ha ha ha. Well, I guess it's about time to go. It was nice having you here on the show today, Mr.E...
ENOUGH! The time has come! Prepare to meet thy doom, Mr.E! *pulls out a handaxe from apparently nowhere*
NO! Dao, don't! What are you DOING!?
I figured this would happen someday *sighs*.
DIE!!!!! *begins to swing the blade at Mr.E*
*slow motion scene begins, along with extremely slow and deep voices*
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
*slow motion stops, axe stops about an each away from Mr.E's skull*
*all three together* Happy Mother's Day, everybody!
...Wha?... *faints*
......... *begins to play the ending theme*
-Grand Master Dragon
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