I love the end:
And of course that blank is for the letter K. The Chekt. My family's got a great recipe for cooking the Chekt. Yeah, yeah. We're mostly from Bumdumbourge. It's near, uh, Totalslava. "Come down off that smokestack and eat your the Chekt!" my poopaw used to say. Ah, my dear poopaw, I miss you so. XD
Best part.
Coach Z was funny, too.
Oh man, The Cheat! Wow! Look at this! It's our best friend, Coach Z. Say there, Coach, would you like to try some of our free icèd-c-cream? It's got toasted coconut!
How could I refuse? I can't afford the money-cost variety!
Oooh! Sweet mercy! This is orful!
Aww, it's OK, Coach. You're the proud new eater of a healthy bowl of sour cream and The Cheat fur.
Hoo! I think I'm going to puke my pants!
Ugh! Please don't elaborate on that.
Naw, it's easy. I do it all the time! Here, let me show ya's!
You take your pants...
Oh, and don't forget when Homestar eats the pimecone.