Cerub: "INCOMING!" Ducks!
BOOM! CRASH!
Imp: "Uhhh.... did Monocar need advanced algebra? Cause I think we just lost Advanced Algebra..."
Cerub: "He rarely used it... I think he can relearn it later on... oh, no! Not His mother's Cornbread recipe!!! DUCK!"
BONG!!!!
Imp: "OUCH! Cast Iron? Really?" He says rubbing a lump on his horny head.
Cherub: "Well memories do often resemble themselves in a physical way... Mummy always used a cast iron skillet for making cornbread."
Imp: Groans. "Why can't he find a memory about boobies then? What is he looking for anyway? It looks like he is just wrecking the place."
Id: Picks up something and begins laughing maniacally before rushing back over to his TV and slamming whatever memory he finally found into it. It buzzes and whines before playing a serene forested scene with Vivaldi's Spring playing.
Cherub: "I think we are about to find out..."
Imp: "Hey! I know that place... it's the jungle just before..."
Cherub: "Uh oh..."
The music changes dramatically into death metal and Monocar is forced to relive the beating of a lifetime from the Veggie Goblins. Id begins laughing again, loudly, obviously enjoying himself as Monocar's brain becomes focused on the memory. Everything goes on red alert, the alarms going off.
Imp: "Have you been watching Monocar?"
Cherub: "No, you were watching Monocar."
Imp: "No I wasn't."
Cherub: "Yes, you were!"
Imp: "Would I be asking you if I was?"
Cherub: "Were"
Imp: "What?"
Cherub: "Were. Proper common grammar would say that you were in past perfect tense..."
Imp: "WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!!!"
Cherub: "There is always time for good grammar..."
Imp: Groans and then looks over to Id worried. "Well, If I'm not watching Monocar, and you are not watching Monocar, who is driving Monocar?"
Id: Turns around to look over his couch and glares at them mischievously. "ME!"
Cherub and Imp look at each other and back to Id. "Uh oh..."
holy crap that was close! Greatest roll of my life right there! 
