ROUND SIX [VIDEO]
Alright, alright! Listen up! Oi!
HEY!! YOU IN THE BACK!! STOP TALKIN' WHILE THE GREAT KUWABARA-SENSEI IS TALKIN'! THAT'S RULE NUMBER ONE!
[Great Teacher Kuwabara proceeds to clear his throat thoughtfully, pacing back and forth in front of a canvass. On the canvass is tacked a piece of thick paper, and he appears to be ready to address a large group of campers.]
OKAY! TODAY WE'RE GONNA BE LEARNIN' HOW TO FINGERPAINT! Now, some of you might be sayin' to yerselves [At this point, Kuwabara's voice jumps at least three octaves]
"OH KUWABARA-SENSEI!! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FINGERPAINT! I DUNNO IF I CAN HANDLE TH-"
[A child near the back of the group cuts in.]
You smear paint on paper with your fingers, you dumbass. [The children erupt into laughter.]
OI! WHO'S THE SMARTASS, AH?! YOU THINK YOU'RE TOUGH YOU LITTLE PUNK?! I BET YOU CAN'T DO SOMETHING AS GOOD AS THIS!
[Kuwabara stomps over to the canvass and grabs two small cups of paint. He slams his hambeast fists into the entirely too small cups and proceeds to slather paint onto the canvass.]
YOU THINK THIS IS EASY?! IT'S NOT! PAINTING IS THE PICTURE OF A MAN'S SOUL! WHAT COMES OUT ON THE PAPER IS WHO YOU REALLY ARE INSIDE!
[He steps away and...the colors on the paper have all mushed and melded together into a runny brown mess.]
Your soul looks like shit then.
OI!! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU LITTLE BASTA-
[A glob of paint hits the side of his head from the opposite direction as the children burst into laughter.]
WHO THE HELL THREW THA--
[He's immediately cut off as another glob of paint manages to, in a once in a lifetime shot, go straight into his gaping, dumbass mouth.]
KEEEEEHHHAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!
KAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHEEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
HEY!! YOU IN THE BACK!! STOP TALKIN' WHILE THE GREAT KUWABARA-SENSEI IS TALKIN'! THAT'S RULE NUMBER ONE!
[Great Teacher Kuwabara proceeds to clear his throat thoughtfully, pacing back and forth in front of a canvass. On the canvass is tacked a piece of thick paper, and he appears to be ready to address a large group of campers.]
OKAY! TODAY WE'RE GONNA BE LEARNIN' HOW TO FINGERPAINT! Now, some of you might be sayin' to yerselves [At this point, Kuwabara's voice jumps at least three octaves]
"OH KUWABARA-SENSEI!! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FINGERPAINT! I DUNNO IF I CAN HANDLE TH-"
[A child near the back of the group cuts in.]
You smear paint on paper with your fingers, you dumbass. [The children erupt into laughter.]
OI! WHO'S THE SMARTASS, AH?! YOU THINK YOU'RE TOUGH YOU LITTLE PUNK?! I BET YOU CAN'T DO SOMETHING AS GOOD AS THIS!
[Kuwabara stomps over to the canvass and grabs two small cups of paint. He slams his hambeast fists into the entirely too small cups and proceeds to slather paint onto the canvass.]
YOU THINK THIS IS EASY?! IT'S NOT! PAINTING IS THE PICTURE OF A MAN'S SOUL! WHAT COMES OUT ON THE PAPER IS WHO YOU REALLY ARE INSIDE!
[He steps away and...the colors on the paper have all mushed and melded together into a runny brown mess.]
Your soul looks like shit then.
OI!! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU LITTLE BASTA-
[A glob of paint hits the side of his head from the opposite direction as the children burst into laughter.]
WHO THE HELL THREW THA--
[He's immediately cut off as another glob of paint manages to, in a once in a lifetime shot, go straight into his gaping, dumbass mouth.]
KEEEEEHHHAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!
KAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHEEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!