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After spreading herpes to hundreds of neighborhood children, Timmy comes to a conclusion...
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| It seems I can't give these herpes away, so it looks like time for a good old scratching contest. Me and you Herpes, in the scratching ring! | |
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But during the contest, Timmy realizes something...
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| Scratch scratch scratch scratchitty scrat-scrat scritchity scratch. Man, that's got a good beat to it. | |
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| Scritchitty scritchitty scratchitty scratch. Shut up and keep scratching whitey! | |
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And so they form a rap duo. Sir Scratchalot, and Scratchmasta T. And now everybody's happy.
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| My genitals have shrunk by 3 inches, and my fingernails are covered in scabs, but the money's good. | |
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| Yeah it hurts to be cool, but it's a good kind of hurt. | |
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