"That's right! There was a toothpaste guy! And that host! he just sounded so... incompetent. Like he didn't know what he was doing. I swear, he'd be so close to killing one of us and just kept apologizing for it."
If only we could go back to before. Simpler times. Where Flat was in its golden age. When there was not hate, not discrimination... Just music. Bring back the Flat that we love. But of course. Not all wishes can come true, after all.