The whistler underture

REN: Boy Stimpy, we sure had fun here today. Now it's time to say goodbye.
STIMPY: Duh...Where're we going?
REN: The record's over. See you next time!
STIMPY: When's that?
REN: In a little while, man.
STIMPY: What'll we do 'til then?
REN: You could wax your legs. Listen to your Burly Benny records. Eat the
fruit cake Aunt Esther gave you last Christmas.
STIMPY: WAAAHHHHHH!!!
REN: Hey Stimpy...I know...you could play the record again. Eediot.
STIMPY: Play the record again? Oh joy!
REN: Goodbye folks.
STIMPY: So long!