Messages from Outer Space:
Perk

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Zorak:
Now, listen if you dare, to ... Messages from Outer Spaaace!
Ghost:
This message was beamed to us from Perk, in the Ford Galaxy. (muttering) Ford Galaxy, I'll give ya a ... give ya both a ford galaxy here in a minute...

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Ghost:
Drat! I've lost the transmission!

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(Screen begins showing a clip from the old "Dino Boy" cartoon)
Announcer:
When a saber-toothed tiger attacks, he is saved by a giant caveman. And so begins the friendship and adventures of Dino Boy and Ugh the cave-

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Ghost:
Stupid transmitter!
There! It's working.
"Greetings, Mr. Ghost, Brak, and Bug Guy. I am Perk from the Fork Galaxy. I am transmitting from Bunk Twelve, Camp Innafrenzy, Moon of La Mancha. I like it here, but the truth is I'm a little homesick. There's lots to do here, like jumping into Lake Emersonpalmer, swimming, and playing hide and seek in the wooded region. But sometimes the large kids play too rough. They shoot at me with lasers. Usually they only hit trees, but still, whoo!"

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Hot Dog Man:
Weee interrupt this transmissio-o-o-n! Weee aare theee Ho-o-ot Do-o-og Meeeen! Although weee look frightniiing, weee meeean you no-o-o haaarm! Waaatch uuus aaas weee shaaake ourrrr little-

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Zorak:
What in blazes?!
Ghost:
"My favorite activity is submarining. My comrades and I have such good fun. Have you ever been to camp? Please discuss. Perk, from the Fork Galaxy, over and outta here!"
Zorak:
You know, Space Ghost, I went to camp as a wee mantis. Camp was fun! Laser practice, mandible wrestling, and my favorite - mass invasion day! Hordes of hungry mantii streaming across the frontier, bellowing "Take no prisoners!" Ah, it was the life.
Ghost:
I went to dance camp. Jazz, tap, ballet, the whole nine yards. It wassss...
Zorak:
Humiliating?
Ghost:
Like nobody's business.
Zorak:
And that is another Message from Outer Spaaace!


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