Now, I am sampling the airplane sound which is like a guitar. I have never used every good boy deserves fudge and face to remember the notes of written music more than tonight.

Now, I have the goose, airplane, ship, and heart sampled. It is a bit perverse feeling to have sharpened Mario Paint notes.

From the radio interference coming in on my computer, I can guess who is the disc jockey. Earlier on the radio, someone played the I have a dream speech accompianed by drum machine.