Dad: Huh. This is interesting. Wife of Brak's Dad to spend 2 weeks at exclusive spa resort. "I just needed a dad-gum break" she explained. Isn't that interesting, mother?
Brak: I'm not Mom, Dad. I'm Brak, your son.
Dad: Oh, right. Oh, look at this! Big rap-off tomorrow night at the high-school rhymatorium. First prize is a fabulous all-expenses paid vacation!
Brak: All expenses paid? That fits my budget perfectly! I'm gonna enter that contest & win it!
(Rap music begins.)
Dad: Brak, you don't know how to rap.
Brak: Daddy don't know bout my rappin' ability.
Dad: What you got is futility! Futility!
Brak: C'mon Dad, that's a mean thing to say.
Dad: Hey, you wanna be a rapper, got to play that way. You gotta roll large and rhyme correct.
Brak: I hear ya loud and clear, Dad & full of pep./ Check me out, my name is Brak and that?s a fact / I?ve got a mom and a dad and a yard out back. / We sit by the pool and we nibble on snacks / then we eat a big lunch and we all take naps.
Dad: We don?t have a pool, Brak, don?t you know the score? / I haven?t been employed since 1984.
Brak: I thought we had a pool, what?s that hole out back?
Dad: Just a water-filled crater from an alien attack.
Brak: I still got a dream Dad, and it's the best / I'm gonna be the winner of the rap contest. / Jigga-who? Jigga-what? Jigga-me, Jigga-you.
(rap ends.)
Brak: How's that flavor taste goin down, Daddy man?
Dad: Brak, I'd like to wish you all the luck in the world, but right now I need to get down to the bat cave and see what Albert wants.
Brak: You go do that, Dad. I'm gonna go down to the rap store and check out the competition.

(Cut to Brak walkin' down the street.)
Brak: Well here I am walking down the street / Look down there I can see my feet / I gave them both names, one?s Tony, one?s Louie / You steppin? on, Tony, you steppin? on Louie / I?m walking down the street or should I say / I?m walking down the sidewalk, the streets aren?t safe. There's cars and trucks and tripped out scooters / and the ones I like best are tripped out scooters.
(The rap stops and Brak sees Zorak.
Brak: Hey, Zorak, didja hear about the big rap contest at the high school? I hear it's the ? neck.
Zorak: Buncha hacks. Those jerks couldn't rap a sandwich.
(Another rap begins.)
Zorak: Crap rappers, each and every one of them. / Have no choice but to make fun of 'em. / It's all just an act man / Those ? are posin / Sure they got ice but that's just water that's frozen. / Oh go on further call me the crap herder / Cuz it's not rap that's just crap but all music in fact/ You know, while we're at it, throw in creative expression / makes me want to blast them into another dimension!
Brak: Zorak, ain't you bein' a wee bit harsh?
Zorak: Nope. If I was the boss, I'd enslave all of y'all!/ I wouldn't think twice / I'd exterminate all life / Leavin just the lady types / to treat a mantis right / I'm talkin stacked racks and I'm out to ? / Screw that! The girls have got to go/ I don't love them h**, I'm so out the do' fo' sho' (evil laugh and he invisos out like Space Ghost.)
Brak: Shoozit! I didn't know Zorak could do that!
Zorak (Not seen): There's a lot you don't know about me.
Brak: Really? Like what?
Zorak: (invisos back in.) I'm 40 years old! (evil laugh and he invisos back out.)
Brak: Well, that sure came out of left field. Whoa! Shoo! C'mon feet, let's get to steppin.

(He arrives at the store.)
Clerk: Welcome to Stinky's Beat Shack. How may I flip yo' lid?
Brak: Oh well, I'm just here to, you know, hang out. Check out the competition!
Clerk: Oh, I'd forget about that. The best rapper that ever was is comin back to town to br-eak it down! I'm talkin about Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg.
Brak: Never heard of him. Are you suggesting he's as talented as me? I find that hard, and difficulte, and hard to believe.
Clerk: Look shorty, Everybody think they pimp. Not the case. They just frontin' you.
(another rap begins. If you'd like to help me get the correct words for all the rest of this, feel free to e-mail me!)
Clerk: No matter how ya flow, he'll lay ya down low, dawg / If I was you I'd just go home dawg / Ya hear? Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg got a ?2-way 24 treble to go, back crib with a 5 and fo' got game, and ya in the know and you're gonna end up with a tag on your toe!
Brak: What da who what? What you say to me? G**, dog, what ya say to me?
Clerk: OK, you want me to slow it down? I hear ya. (He doesn't. In fact, he speeds up.) Jump man, you'll be defeated that's the whole-on truth, you think you got a** and the back of the boot / he's coughin' to tears and back in the blue / is the game all right and ya stand to lose.
Brak: My good man, I?ll have you know that losing isn?t in my vocabulary. But neither is floccinaucinihilipilification. Oh man, I think I might have a problem.

(Cut to Brak walking down the street.)
Brak: Oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man!
Thundercleese: What troubles you, neighborhood Brak?
Brak: Well, you see, I was gonna enter this big contest and win, and I thought I was born to win, but I'm born to lose! My birth certificate is a complete sham! The hospital hoodwinked me!
Thundercleese: Where is this evil hospital? I will destroy it!
Brak: No, don't take it out on them. It's not their fault.
Thundercleese: Then whose fault was it?
Brak: Oh, it's just a super awesome hard-core rapper.
Thundercleese: I will destroy him! Away! (he flies up and comes back down.) I'll need his coordinates. How can I launch an offensive without his coordinates?
Brak: Oh, what's gotten into you, Thundercranky? (laughs)
(heavy metal music begins.)
Thundercleese: I'm on edge! I haven't been in a battle for weeks! I long for the taste of war! (begins to rap.) War is my profession / war is my obsession / Nothin' I like better than a violent intercession! / Blood must be spilled / Thick enough to swim in / As I hear the lamentations of my conquered foe's women! / War! It's good for me! What's my name?
Unseen crowd: Thundercleese!
Thundercleese: War! It's good for me! What's my name?
Unseen crowd: Thundercleese!
Thundercleese: You wanna battle? Take this (Shoots off his cannons.) It's come to my attention that you have no agression / No time for second guessin' / you need a secret weapon! Away!
(He flies up in the air and explosions are heard.)
Brak: Oh, isn't that nice? Thundercleese has found himself a battle. It's like I always say: If life gives you lemons, you blast those lemons to bits with your laser cannons!

(Cut to Dad in the dark kitchen, obviously shaken that Mother is gone. Brak walks in.)
Brak: Dad?
Dad: Mot-mother? Is that you?
Brak: No, it's me, your son Brak. Why're you sittin in the dark?
Dad: Because the light is off. Do you know where the switch is located?
Brak: Yeah. You want me to turn 'em on for ya?
Dad: No! I want Mother to do it! She is such a flare! Just a simple flip of her dainty wrist and light is everywhere! But now, there is only darkness.
Brak: Gosh darn it, Dad. She's only on vacation. I'm turning these lights on.
(As Brak flips the lights on and off a lot, Dad closes and opens his eyes again. Brak turns it off.)
Brak: Ha ha ha! Oh well. I'm gonna go upstairs and try to think of a secret weapon.
Dad: OK, son. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

(Cut to the big rap-off.)
Announcer: That night, at the rap concert...
Clarence: My name's Clarence and that's no lie. If you don't believe me, ask my mom! She's right over there with that man she makes me call Dad! He's not my Dad, that's scary! My real dad ran away. Oh daddy, what did I do to make you to not love me? Is it my obesity? Is it because I love the theater? Why?
(The audience boos. A trap door opens below him and he falls through it.)
Emcee: Thank you, Clarence. Our next contestant is Marlon!
Marlon: Here's one for the wizards in the ???. Listen as I drop some magic on your heineys! All the wizards in the house say yo/ Put a ? in your goblet let it flow/ Give some pinches to your winches down low / Get out your crystal ball and let it glow. What's it show? / Put your staffs in the air like you just don't care...
(The audience boos and a trap door opens below him ans he falls through it.)
Emcee: That was Marlon! Next contestant is Brak!
Zorak: Jerk!
Brak: Greetings, all you beautiful people. My name is Brak as you'll soon discover. Well, it's Brak, y'all / and get back, y'all / from the front door to the back wall / I get all the people's toes a tappin' thanks to my rappin' it's not happen/stance. Just dance! Just jump! Just get on the floor and shake that rump. (He runs around crazily.) Shake that butt! Shake that bottom! Shake that heiny heiner and all that stuff that you shake behinder! Do the shakin' the butt! What's up what's up what's up!
(Audience cheers.)
Emcee: Congratulations, Brak! And now our final contestant is Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg.
(He is a three-legged creature with nine mouths.)
Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg: Hey check this out. I'm Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg! Wazzup? I said a gizabang boom boom boom! A dog, a dog, a diggity dog! Get on your knees, please for the washed-up ? /(to Brak:) Forget chillin' out you really need to deep freeze! / The only way the mike changes is you covered it in stink / It's time to say goodbye 'cause you're really the weakest link. / Better luck next time 'cause you'd be better off dead. / Did ya cut off the curtains, what's that on your head? / I'd like to see the look on your lipless face / When I slap your punk-a** right outta this place!
One of Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg's Mouths: You ain't got no rhymes / You gonna lose big time / 'Cause no MC has ever survived that went up against Prime.
Brak: I really must admit that was really rootin'-tootin' / Your rip-roarin' rappin' gave my Brak butt a bootin' / Like a soap that's on a rope, I'm feelin' hung up in the shower / If I had a watch, It'd say this must be my final hour.
(Suddenly, Dad appears on stage.)
Dad: Did someone order a secret weapon? Say what? Say what what what?
Brak: Hey, Dad, fancy seein' you up here on the stage / You think that you can break it down regardless of age?
Dad: This party needed good ol' Dad do come in and surprise it / I'm gonna break it down so bad it's mom won't recognize it. (He does a voice boom-box type thing with his mouth and lays down dat funky beat.) Is that broken down enough for ya?
Brak: He's still standin', daddy!
(Dad continues doing his thing and gets Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg off the stage. The audience cheers.)
Emcee: The winner is Brak!
Zorak: Jerk!
Emcee: And his dad!

(Cut to an exclusive spa resort. Brak and Dad are in the jacuzzi.)
Brak: Well, Dad, you certainly came through in a pinch.
(Dad talks, but his head is underwater.)
Brak: Those better be talkin' bubbles, buddy.
(Mom comes along and screams! The credits roll.)
Prime Cut Miggity-Mo Mack Daddy Gizabang Doggity Dawg Dawg (a capella): You ain't got no rhymes / You gonna lose big time / 'Cause no MC has ever survived that come up against Prime. / You ain't got no rhymes...

Comments, etc.
"floccinaucinihilipilification," is that REALLY a word?
Here's what A Collection of Word Oddities and Trivia has to say about it: "[It] is the longest word in the first edition of the Oxford English Dictionary. The OED2 shows a use of this word in a 1741 letter by William Shenstone (1714-1763), a British poet and essayist. It has been used by Sir Walter Scott and Senators Robert Byrd and Daniel Patrick Moynihan. It was used by Senator Jesse Helms in 1999 during the debate on the Comprehensive Test Ban Treaty [Randolph V. Cinco]. It also appeared on March 14, 1996, in "Zippy," a comic strip distributed by King Features Syndicate:

Do you think I may be too quick to find fault with things and people, Zippy?
Yeh.
Th' 'floccinaucinihilipilification' process.
Th' what?
Floccinaucinihilipilification!! It means 'the estimation of something as valueless'!
You've been randomly reading th' dictionary, haven't you?
Yes. That and my natural tendency toward antifloccinaucinihilipilification!!

Floccinaucinihilipilification was also used by Press Secretary Mike McCurry in his December 6, 1995, White House Press Briefing in discussing Congressional Budget Office estimates and assumptions: "But if you -- as a practical matter of estimating the economy, the difference is not great. There's a little bit of floccinaucinihilipilification going on here."

The 1992 Guinness Book of World Records calls floccinaucinihilipilification "the longest real word in the Oxford English Dictionary," whereas it calls pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis "the longest made-up word in the Oxford English Dictionary."

The Merriam-Webster website in 2002 stated that floccinaucinihilipilification "is not in any of the Merriam-Webster dictionaries because our evidence shows us that it is ... almost always used simply as an example of a long word."