|To earn some money, Edwin Blackgaard agrees to teach an acting class. Unfortunately for him, the class is awful and he must decide between his integrity or his money.
: Eugene, I suggest you find a large sledgehammer and destroy your ukelele with it.
: According to this script, I'm a bratty teenager who bosses everybody around and couldn't write her way out of a paper bag!
: Is that what it says? I'm so sorry. That should be WET paper bag.
- Waluigi Freak 99Jack
: Mr. Blackgaard, I'd like to play a tough detective type. I'm even trying to grow a moustache, see?
: Really? Let's all take out our magnifying glasses and have a look!
: I have one or two thoughts about characters which might suit my particular gifts.
: Really? You want to play some kind of turnip, Eugene?