(The camera opens on a studio. Ryoucilo is standing in the center of the
stage.)
Hello! My name is Ryoucilo. I am here to introduce a new MST crew
to the FFML. Yes, I know there are far too many as it is, but please 
bear with me. You know what's weird? Some people actually think I'm funny.
Now, I suppose my fics are little humorous, but I am not a funny person.
So, this MST will be done by people that are funny. Or at least some people
think they're funny.
(Four kids walk on stage. They are all wearing coats and are dressed for
winter.)
Cartman:Hey! Where is the f**king candy you promised us?! 
Kyle:Dude! You can't say f**k right.
Ryoucilo:Sorry, kids, but you're still on tv. 
Cartman:Aw, f**k.
Ryoucilo:Okay, you kids know what to do right?
Stan:Uh... no.
Kenny:Msghs ahdh hsgksh sudsiup.
Cartman:Stop talking about my mom that way you ass h**le! 
Kyle:Say why do they bleep out the hole instead of the ass?
Stan:How should I know?
Ryoucilo:I guess I'll have to explain it to you. You're supposed to watch
these
fanfics and make some insightful commentary about them.
Stan:Really?
Ryoucilo:Nah, you're just supposed to make smart ass remarks about them. 
Kyle:We can do that.
Stan:Yeah.
Kenny:mgh.
Cartman:Where is the candy you promised us you bastard?!
Ryoucilo:Uh, I don't have any. I just told you I had some to get you to
come to the studio.
(Cartman rushes forward and kicks Ryoucilo in the nuts. Ryoucilo falls
down and grabs his family jewls.)
Ryoucilo:Ow... Until I find better things to write about . Ja ne. *OW*