That Evil Prince

Harry:
Rhonda, that evil prince… he certainly does have a way about him!
Rhonda:
At least he didnt piss on my fox… and he has real broadway stars for personal
acquaintances!
Harry:
Theyre all dead, dear… zombies, I believe… the walking dead…
jack palance did a show on them once.
The evil prince reaches into the bowels of the ravaged experimental pig and
gorges himself on the raw entrails, tossing scraps to the broadway zombies.
Rhonda:
Oh my god! look what hes doing with that stuff from inside the pig! yuck!
thats disgusting! are you sure this guy is a prince?
Harry:
Hes an evil prince, dear… and part-time theater critic! they dont make a heck-of-a-lot of money, yknow! we should probably feel sorry for him.
you have to admit, those are some of the least
Sive cuts of pork.
Thing-fish:
Dont you white folks know nothin? dat cock-sucker not only mean n dangerous,
he ignint in regards to de prepratium o food-stuffs! even in san quentim I never seen nobody eat a raw chitlin!
Uthafucker be crazy! an when dat gobbige make its way thoo de digestium process,
you bes be hopin you on yo way outa heahh! next item de boy be inventin come
under de headin o industrial
Utium!
Harry:
Just what are these… chitlins?
Thing-fish:
Dat dere Id perhaps de questium most frequently posed by members of yo species!
Ill jes gets de mammys thep me relucidate dis bafflin concept wit another
thrillin numbuh! straighten up in Hair and pay attentium! people, dis is fo yo own good! do you know what you are?
Sister anne de devine and sister ghenghis-adonis-osmosis cl&electrodes on harry
&rhonda. the other sisters re-enter with a pair of stuffed dummies,
used to illustrate the song text in a Re sort of bun-raku first-aid demonstration.