Strongbad_email.exe: Disc Six2008

[Strong Bad is checking an email from work]

E-mail:
Dear Strong Bad, if you could have any job in the whole world, regardless of how much it pays, what would you have? From The Nitwon.

[Strong Bad pronounces "Nitwon" as "Nittle One", then types his response]

Strong Bad:
You ask like I haven't told you guys a million times... I'd be a 2nd 2nd Assistant Space Whale Scrubber! 'Cause those are the ones that get to wear that glittery pantsuit and use a lazormop to scrub all the nudules and crudules off the whale's dorsal ridge!

[Nothing happens]

Strong Bad:
Umm, shouldn't we be seeing some of this by now?

Bubs:
[walking up behind Strong Bad, mimicking a buzzer] Baaghh! Sorry, Strong Bad. The suits had me install a firewall on your imagination! All that free thinking was wasting the company's cost money.

Strong Bad:
Oh, that's it! I'm totally never gonna quit this job, but start complaining about it a little bit more!

Bubs:
[walking off] Well, I'd better get back to tasering that gnome! Er, I mean, upgrading the tasering that gnome!... server.