Lights instantly go up, and right angle man leaps onto the stage wagging his finger is furious frustration..... Yelling "you", pointing around to the entire audience, "YOU"!!!! "YOU", wildly gesturing his wagging fingers like its an elephants trunk, YOU YOU YOU YOU, YOU There! YOU! He runs squarely to center stage, left stage, to center, center back stage, back stage, front stage, the entire time yelling "YOU", and wagging his finger. At everything! He finally walks to front center stage,panting, and whistling for breath. As he is whistling for breath, a nurse runs out to him, and puts her arm around him, saying, just relax and don't be so rigid. Right Angle Man turns while whistling for breath, as spittle flies onto her glasses, miniaturizing blow dryers issuing from his mouth, wafting her hair, sticking it to her forehead. She just blankly stares through foggy wet glasses, and says dryly, "you wouldn't be having this problem, if you weren't eweing YOU like you were doing". Now farther way from Her, Right Angle man is whistling for breath towards the ground this time, while looking up at her just blinking. She just looks at a swirly wet foggy figure, blinking. 8 Second pass of this precarious confusion, and then, out of no where; literally, Bio Photon Man calmly slept through the stage floor, and onto the center stage.. He is confused as he looks around, checks a watch looking device on his wrist that is glowing bluish purple gold fractals of light spewing out of his water well wrist watch looking thing, and says, "my apologies, again the wrong sound stage", and then he steps through the stage floor and disappears. This entire time the whistling episode was taking place, but now, the octave has risen to Whistling For Breath Hyperventilation octave level. It sounds like a turbo for a car or truck. The nurse is now fed up. She says YOU! You listen to me, I have attempted to full fill my hypocritical oath, and you are preventing me from doing so. Instead, you just spit all over me, who knows what kind of virus's could be in your spit, Right Angle Man! Right Angle Man just hits the turbo, and whistles with turbo screaming, "how do those right angles feel now, all better"? At the point, the nurse is flapping her body and torso back from the foam spray that is slapping her around like a car wash. A high speed turbo wizzzing is heard saying "I'll teach you the Right Angle"! Suddenly, a sputtering is heard layered within the wizzing, and Hyperventilation Octave mode begins. The whizzing sounds like a turbo harmonica being played by a whale. Almost as if the whale is a made of wires, and at any moment will explode into a ball of burning silicon. As if on cue, a booming voice rumbles "Are we learning anything yet"? Then instantly after, an explosion of "MEH!".. Out of no where, a RoBo Bird awakardly flies from Stage Right to Left, with the banner reading, "YOU point YOU finger, YOU get 3 point back at YOU".
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