The Kicky Sack Factory is where shoes are made. Here, Pinky and the Brain are being shown the Kicky Sack Socko Sack Kicker assembly line.
I am honored by your visit, let me show your our assembly line.
First, sheets of sheer synthetic sheepskin are slit into several Kicky Sack shoe shapes and shapely shoe sizes by six sitting sheet slitters.
I only see five sitting sheet slitters.
The sixth sitting sheet slitter's sick. His son, Sammy's subbing till the sick sixth sitting sheet slitter's back, sitting pretty.
You're not the sheet slitter?
SHEET SLITTERS SON:
No, I'm the sheet slitter's son.
Well, you keep on slitting sheets until the sheet slitter comes. Hahaha!
The shoe shaper then shapes the slit synthetic sheep skin sheets and shoots out shoes through the chute.
This is Mr. Plunket, the new khaki sock plucker. I had to fire our previous sock plucker, he had a bit of an attitude.
So, you sacked the cocky khaki Kicky Sack sock plucker?
The second cocky khaki Kicky Sack sock plucker I sacked, since the sixth sitting sheet slitter got sick! ...
Whoops! Don't worry; just an electrical problem.
One of the Kicky Sack sack pickers will have to flick the plug.
Not the khaki sock plucker?
Oh my, no. The Kicky Sack pickers flick the plug.
The khaki sock plucker can't reach the socket over the latex child perambulator fenders we use to line the treadmill.
It might make more sense to have the sixth sick sitting sheet slitter's son flick the plug, if the sac pickers, and the sock picker are behind the rubber baby buggy bumpers.
I never thought of that.
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Now Pinky, here is the plan. Remember every step must be preformed with precision!
You must slit the sixth sitting sheet slitter's son's sheet. Secure it next the toy boat from the Hack'n'Sac Sock'o Kicky Sack sack-kicker's picnic in Secaucus.
Stretch it past the sack picker's station, and the sock plucker's chute.
Then pick a sack, pluck a sock, and flick the plug; so I can put the pea in the plucked sock with the picked sack for ballast, and bounce it off of the rubber baby buggy bumper, into the Parker-Packard purple pewter pressure pump.
Is that understood?
I understood "now."
(Thanks, Mike Sommer!)