I think I know how I can make this thread even worse.
Get ready for intense autism and boredom.
Knuckles Agent: [to three Chuckles] The knuckle chuckle I just filed with the knuckely lists me, my Knuckles, Dr. Crackle here but only one of you! First Chuckle to tackle gets to stackle on my Knucklecraft!
[grabs a Buckle]
Knuckles Agent: Who packled you to snackle Dr. Crackle?
[No answer, the Knuckle fires his Guckle away from the Chuckle's Buckle]
Knuckles Agent: He didn’t chuckle so good!
[pulls the Buckle back into the Knucklecraft]
Knuckles Agent: Who wants to chuckle next?
[grabs another Chuckle]
Knuckles Agent: Tell me about Chuckles! Why does he wear the knuckles? A lot of loyalty, for a hired Guckle!
Chuckles: Or perhaps he’s wondering why someone would guckle a Chuckle, before thruckling him out of a Knucklecraft?
Knuckles Agent: At least you can chuckle. Who are you?
Chuckles: It doesn’t muckle who we are, what muckles is our plackle.
[the Agent removes the Buckle]
Chuckles: No one cared who I was until I put on the Knuckles.
Knuckles Agent: If I puckle that off, would you zip zoop wipedy woop?
Chuckles: It would be extremely painful.
Knuckles Agent: You’re a big Chuckle!
Chuckles: For you.
Knuckles Agent: Was getting knuckled part of your chuckle?
Chuckles: Of course… Dr. Crackle refused our chuckle in favour of yours, we had to find out what he tuckled you.
Dr. Crackle: Nothing! I tuckled nothing!
Knuckles Agent: Well, congratulations! You got yourself knuckled! Chuckle? Now what’s the next stuckle in your master chuckle?
Chuckles: Crashing this Knucklecraft… with no survivors!