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>Falco - Der Kommissar starts playing in the distance
"OH NO WHO'S THAT??? WHO'S THAT????"
>Smoke fills the runway
>Crowd (filled with pakis) goes wild, they scream Halal for dear life
>The smoke starts to clear
>The sillhouette of a chimpanzee slowly fades in
"OHHHHHHHHHH", the announcer loses it. "IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS?"
>Suddenly they realise it's not a sillhouette, he's just that black - that's just a brazilian
"OH NO! OH NO! HE'S HEEEEEREEE! OH--- MY--- GOD---"
"THE MAN! THE MYTH! THE MASS MURDERER OF POOJEETS!"
>The chimp starts walking decidedly towards the ring
>The crowd, now composed of chinks and dravidians, starts ooking, so loud one can barely hear the Falco (RIP) song
>The chimp enters the ring with a vault jump
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, OOK WITH ME..."
"...FOR THE BRAZILIAN LITERAL BEAST..."
"THE SHIIIIIIIIIT-FLINGEEEEEEEER!!!!"
>The chimp raises his hand and demands silence
>The audience ooked slowly until they all eeked their last
>Someone unseen throws a mic to the Shit-Flinger, and he starts speaking
"I have come today..."
>The silence is total, in expectation
"...to declare my victory."
>And the crowd goes absolute bananas
>The Shit-Flinger snaps a finger and a motorcycle falls from the ceiling
>He jumps in and rides into the sunset
>And Falco rides with him.
