
Transcript:
Wuggles all by his lonesome.
W: Wait, wait! Who am I?
He pulls his shirt over his head.
W: RAGA BLAGA BLAG!
W: Hamlet! Get it?
W: ‘Cause he’s crazy!

Transcript:
Morty approaches Steve and Wuggles who are covered in stage blood.
M: While I’m glad to see that squib shape bingo was a success, did you really need to stand in the splash zone?
Steve and Wuggles look at each other.
S: Yes.
W: Duh.

Transcript:
Steve is dressed in a hazmat suit and goggles with a hood. He holds up some kind of button.
S: 3… 2… 1…
Steve presses the button and a squib on Wuggle’s chest explodes. Steve is covered in something red.
S: Boom.
W: RAHHH!
“Click,” says the button joyfully.
“Sploosh!” goes the squib.
W: And we have WEST VIRGINIA!
S: Ha! Bingo!