(there's music playing- Poets of the Fall - Happy Song.)
(I told you I'm a psycho. Really, I'm a psycho)
(Mr. Scratch is vocalizing a percussive beat along with the song)
(Mr. Scratch trills, laughs as the song continues)
(strained cough, low groan, soft grunts of pained exertion)
(clatter)
(Mr. Scratch resumes his percussive vocalizing, laughing)
/feed ends./
(I told you I'm a psycho. Really, I'm a psycho)
(Mr. Scratch is vocalizing a percussive beat along with the song)
(Mr. Scratch trills, laughs as the song continues)
(strained cough, low groan, soft grunts of pained exertion)
(clatter)
(Mr. Scratch resumes his percussive vocalizing, laughing)
/feed ends./