“We have you now 1956-teenage-singing-sensation ‘The Clay Brothers,’” said the man with an incredibly forced Russian accent, “or should I say, ‘undercover CIA operatives?’”
“Well this is a fine mess you’ve gotten us into now, Frankie,” said Rickie.
“How was I supposed to know that one girl backstage was a commie spy?” retorted Frankie.
“The thick Russian accent for starters!” yelled Rickie.
“You will be, how you say, shutting up!” said the KGB agent. “Any last words before I dispose of you?”
“Yeah,” said the Clay brothers, “Meet Cho-Cho!”
“Cho-Cho?”
Cho-Cho, the Clay Brothers’ semi-literate orangutan and drummer, attacked from above.
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