One, two, Skip a few, Ninety-nine one hundred.
...*Infinity minus 2* *Infinity minus 1* *Infinity!*
Hatman is our King! Hatman is our King! He never lets that Quaffle in, and that is why we sing... Hatman is our King!
The hat is our king!
I wonder if he is ok now
*One* *Two* *Three* *Four* *Five*... (continue until infinty)
It could be worse. It could be starch.
I'll call an ambulance.
NOT A SCARTCH
There is a random scartch on my tummy. Make it better, please.
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