How do you get to purrrnegie hall?

Let’s go back to the beginning. My name is… well, that’s not important. I don’t quite know who I am, so what’s the point of identifying myself? Anyway.

Hi! My name is… what? My name is… who? My name is chikka chikka Slim Shady. Excuse me, can I have the attention of the class, for one second. Hi kids! Do you like violence? Wanna see me stick nine inch nails through each one of my eyelids?

“NOOOOOOO!”, the children responded with a unified shout. Mr. Mathers looked surprised. He had clearly misunderstood the format of the show. Yo Gabba Gabba never aired the clip.

This was supposed to be on Friday’s broadcast I was so dead. “Mia a voice said. I might as well pack my things now

I was late, and this time there'd be no last minute fixes or clever hijinks. I blew it. The producer pointed to the door and mouthed the words: get out. "Come on," I said to the army of show cats at my feet. We missed our fifteen minutes of feline fame.