Ladies and Gentlemen, from the Kinross Centre in Metro City, it's the Real Late-ish Show (if you consider 11 to be late, in which case you need a life. My advice, turn to alcohol) with your host... ah-Llowyyyyn Baaaaaaaaalll!!!!!!!

*side band music swells, enters, waving to the crowd*

Hi everyone, man I can't tell you how great it is to be back after 6 months of rehabilitation. Yes folks, I've returned, and I promise, I promise, unequivocally, that there will be no alcoholic induced chimpanzee feces related health violations on this show any more.

Anyways, Winston! *looks to band leader* How are you buddy?!

-Winston: Not too bad, thanks, mugs.

-Llowyn: Mugs? What is that, a new nickname?

-Winston: I guess so. You know, you should probably clean that jacket; there're coffee stains all over that sucka...

*comedic drum beat*

-Llowyn: 6 months... I worked so hard... only to be humiliated on NATIONAL TELEVISION. YOU PEOPLE STINK! YOU'RE VERMIN, SWINE, SCUM! I'D ALLITERATE FURTHER IF I HAD IN FACT GRADUATED PRESCHOOL! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU LIKE.... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGG *jumps out of window, plummets to death*

-we'll be right back-