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Today's the big day!

It's the cartoon marathon, sweetie!

Honey!

Okay, that's enough.

I am never touching you ever again.

It's official.

Not a hug or a kiss or a finger or anything.

Oh, whatever.

Anything you say, honey.

In a modern world of electronic marvels,

laptops, cell phones, cyber sex,

we tend to forget that these are mere illusions

to mask our fear of the dark,

the strange, the unusual,

the bizarre.

But do not fear, for there is a light in the darkness,

a light which shines from the house of Morkarg.

Well, as I live and breathe, I should have known you'd be here.

Well, welcome, welcome, welcome, my lovelies, to another exciting tale.

A tale of the strange, unusual, and bizarre.

Not as bizarre as me, but that's another story.

Anyway, it's time to meet our exciting and lovely host,

the talented and versatile...

He likes it on his knees and his back,

Jonas Morkock!

Hey, guys. Welcome to the House of Morkock.

I plan to share with you some tales of the strange and bizarre,

but unfortunately, my hard drive went down on me a couple nights ago.

Watch it, baby. Watch it.

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