Beavis and Butthead, now retired, hear a car wreck against the dead tree outside their trailer.
Beavis: "This guy looks like a civil war reenactor with those muttonchops."
Butthead: "His driver's license says EE The Magnificent, says his profession's 'scourge'."
Beavis: "He's dat editor that rejects everything I write."
Butthead: "Really, so he's the one, heh-heh?"
Beavis: "Yup heh-heh, rejected my romance 'Little Annie Fanny's Ascension to Astoria'."
Butthead: "How about 'Butt Babe's Bombastic Booty Conquers Buffalo'?"
Beavis: "And my history-laden book 'Lothario Lenin's Luscious Lola Does the Ass-Kissers of the KGB'."
Butthead: "Now that deserved a Pulitzer."
Beavis: "You said Puller... Remember my poem 'Softly goes the anus.'"
Beavis: "Rejected my song 'Your butt might smell but mah hound loves ya, so I gots ta keep you by my side...'"
Butthead: "Even that?"
Beavis: "Word, Dog!"
Butthead: "Needle-dick dog boner."
Beavis: "And 'The Beagle of Bishop's Bottom Betrays the Axis of Evil' rejection; Said it sucks swamp water."
Butthead "Crimea River, I'll never see WW2 the same. What about 'Little Oral Annie's Balls Fall Off.'"
Beavis: "Well that did lack joie-de-vivre."
Butthead "Dat stories I wrote for the hairy French vaginas at the Flanders Flatulence Festival, rejected."
Beavis: "Best stinky cheese ever. I haven't changed my sock since."
Butthead: "So Mister Evil Editor, just how evil are you? heh-heh."