freakazoid

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(The screen suddenly cuts to static, followed by a wildly zooming, colorful comic-book montage of explosions, spinning cartoon planets, and random stock footage of a monkey playing the accordion. Sirens wail loudly.) (Suddenly, Freakazoid bursts straight through the center of the screen, leaving a human-shaped hole in the digital glass. He’s wearing his signature red suit and yellow underwear, holding a half-eaten burrito in one hand and a rubber chicken in the other.)