Ozzy & Drix

[thanks to their mysterious informant, The Mole, Ozzy and Drix journey through the scalp to get rid of the lice eggs]

Ozzy:
[singing] I don't know, but I've been told! Hector's feet have stinky moles! Soundoff! One, two! Sound off! Three, four! Bring it on home, Drix! C'mon!

Drix:
No, thank you.

Ozzy:
Y'know, lately, you've been about as much fun as a stomach flu.

Drix:
Well, since I seem to bother everyone else, why should you be an exception? Perhaps I should remain out here, where there's room for me! Where I can be myself and revel in the rugged grandeur of the majestic snow-capped peaks!

Ozzy:
Drix, those are zits.

Drix:
Oh, well, that's just lovely.