Diddy: When was the last Interview?

Cornpie: Months ago. Probably January of something.

Ggysgsju: Sdjdfbjdgjrhb.

Diddy: Where did he come from in the first place?

Cornpie: Well, he's a yellow blob that speaks English… My guess... under my bed.

Diddy: Glad you're 11, your mom cleans it.

Cornpie: You're only 10!

Diddy: So?

Cornpie: ?_?

Lemmy: Diddy Kong, come on down! You're the next contestant on-

Diddy: I'm here, Bob! Plinco!

Lemmy: … Interview Morton!

Diddy: X_X

(Lemmy drags Diddy's fainted body to the stage.)

Diddy: Welcome to Lemy's-

Lemmy: HEY, I have 2 m's in my name!

Diddy: -Interview Show!

Lemmy: I say that!

(Lemmy falls through a trapdoor and ends up in Korea.)

Diddy: Morton, is, *sob* being interviewed!

Morton: HAHAHA! Finally I can speak all the time! Okay now I was born in a-

Diddy: This is not a talkshow. It's an Interview. Now, how'd you get that star on your cheak?

Morton: I ate a Power Star, it went through my guts and into my cheak, but it came out, and the doctors made a star-shaped patch to fix it.

Diddy: So it's not scales?!

Morton: No but I put on artificial scales to make it feel like it, have the same texture, same feel, the-

Diddy: How'd the Power Star do that in the first place?

Morton: Ludwig-

Ludwig: I told you not to tell anyone that!

Morton: -put a potion on it to do any thing, and Ludwig told it, ordered it, made it, forced it, to go in my mouth, pie hole, trap, *insert other word that means mouth*. I didn't, not, no way, no how, ate in, digested it on purpose.

Diddy: That saved us 1 question. And… security!

Nothing happens...

Cornpie: Don't worry, I'm hiring him right now!

Bobby Lamare: No.

(KICK)

Carny (character Cornpie made up like Ggysgsju, Bobby lamare, etc): Okay.

(He arrests Ludwig for doing that.)

Morton: Why'd you arrest, apprehend, take in Ludwig?

Diddy: If you’d never got the patch, we'd hear you more because of another opening in your mouth.

Morton: ...

Diddy: If you battled... Cackletta, who'd win?

Morton: Normal or ghost?

Diddy: Ghost.

Morton: Her.

Diddy: WHY THE %**@! ARE YOU A LOUD MOUTH?!

Morton: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Pie.

Diddy: No, seriously… why?

Morton: Queen Mom was in a "talking on the phone a lot" phase, like a teenager.

Diddy: *writes something in his notebook* Audience! Seat 8.

Cornpie: Hi! Why are you brown?

Morton: I ate too much wedding cake that was brown when I was a baby, toddler, infant, child, kiddy.

Diddy: Seat OMGWEHADOUR1STACTUAL#ASASEATANDITWAS8!

Flygon: Fly Fly, gonfly!

Morton: Last Wednesday.

Diddy: Seat ICAMEFROMEARTHOREAGLELAND.

Ness: Who are your enemies?

Morton: Mario, Luigi, Yoshi, DK, Peach, Daisy, and other friends of those dumb, stupid, lame, uncool, retarded Mario Bros!

Diddy: That's all, folks! And Morton, thanks for not talking much.

Morton: CHEESE!

Mario comes and kil- er I mean (Think of something TVY7 rated!) took him to the meadows of pickle beanings that throw rocks!

Diddy: Cornpie, the next Interview will be with Bowser so we can know about Clawdia.

Cornpie: Why not just interview her?

Diddy: That Thwomp in the parking lot said we can't interview unofficials.

Cornpie: But I think others interview them.

Diddy: WE can't!

Cornpie: Ohhhh...

Camera: You three need a cameraman. I'm bound to stay within 7 feet with you, and I'm on!

Cornpie: ... Ugh.

(Cornpie grabs Diddy and uses him to break the camera, ending the transmission.)

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