Topeka, Kansas. Topeka, Kansas.

Topeka, Kansas. Topeka, Kansas. Okay. So, Perry the Platypus, I bet you’re wondering why I trapped you in this soundproof capsule? Wait, (Ugh) If it’s soundproof he won’t be able to here me… Oh.(Doofenshmirtz pushes a button turning it into static. The screen goes back in a split second.) For generations philosophers have asked, “If a tree falls in the forest, and no one is around, does it make a sound?” The answer, by the way obviously is “Of course it does.” I mean, duh! Right? Philosophers. Get a job thinky-boy! Now see, the question they should be asking is, “What sound does the falling tree make?” Behold! The If-a-Tree-Fell-In-The-Forest-Inator! Dun dun dun! One blast from this puppy will knock over a tree or anything else for that matter-and the sound it will make is: (Whisper)Doofenshmirtz…(Normal) I, will have eternal fame as the answer to that one mythological question! I’m also working on a Sound-of-One-Hand-Clapping-Inator. Doo-Fen-Shmirtz. I’ll CORNER the markets! And speaking of markets, I’m out of vitamins. I should really get some before they close… Eh. So I skipped my Vitamin C for a day. What’s the worst thing that could happen?