HEYY there, everybody! my name's Mister Tridds! and this my song! [music starts] ohh, hey pal! I got quite taste! if you think otherwise, talk to the paste! oh come on now, I mean no harm! now let's all go down to my Dingdong farm! YIPPEEEE! welcome kids, to my Dingdong farm! here, I can cook you some chicken and parm! oh wait, don't go there, you silly kids! you don't want to know what's in my basement... [music interlude] Hey wait! Hey kids! Come back! you haven't even seen the corn cob track! no wait! not there! trust me! don't go in my basement, you don't wanna- [door creaking] see... now, look what you did. you looked in my basement. now I'll have to give your necks a slitting treatment! well-oh-well! goodnight you kids! I hope you had fun with good ol' Mister Tridds...