Skit:

Mr.burns:Why does everyone hate me?

(grinding)

Smithers: Sir, what are you doing?

Mt.burns:Smithers, I want to die quietly, on my own terms... crushing as many of those baby sea turtles as I possibly can
Good-bye, insufficiently cruel world!

Smithers:(sobbing): Oh, no... ♪ ♪

(thud)

(grunting)

(thunderclap, zapping)

(zany thudding)

Bart:Anthill, wasp nest, moose poop, Mr. Burns... Mr. Burns?!

(moans)

Bart:My poop stick has brought him back to life! But which end?

(gasps)

Bart:What do you want? Come on, man, leave me alone

Mr.burns:Friend?,You my mommy-daddy-puppy?

Bart: Whoa! Your brains have turned to oatmeal!

Mr.burns:My name Oatmeal?

Bart:This is too weird, man

Mr.burns:(panting): Wait for Oatmeal!

(groans)

(whimpers)

(grumbles)

Bart:Oh! What am I gonna do with you?

(humming a tune)

Bart:Look, I know you're cool now, but my dad hates you more than celery, and my mom said no new pets, so I'm hiding you in my room

Mr.burns:Oatmeal accept premise

Marge: Bart, who are you talking to?

(Mr. Burns whines)

Marge:And what's all that noise?

Bart:Ah, I'm playing with my Sergeant Activity Doll

Doll: Why not buy another of me?

Marge:(door creaks) Hmm. Well, okay

(humming a tune)

(chomping)

Bart:Okay, okay! I'll find you some food