Carmen: Come, my fruity legions! We will rise up out of the fruit
salad and conquer this small world! We will pillage and
destroy with our dance, our song, and our fruit! We will
confuse the unchosen with our unknown sexual orientation! Hee
hee hee! [high-pitched evil titter]

[Fruit minions rise up out of the fruit and repeatedly say "Fruit!"]

Minions: Fruit!
Carmen: Come! Let us find a chintzy nightclub in which to scheme!

[They riotously exit stage.]

Again, this stuff is owned by Katy McGirr. She's very proud of her strange, disturbing, and I admit, highly imaginative work. There, I said it...

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