Reader: Ok gang, get this... "Take it to the lemon, one more time!" [Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy burst into laughter.] Shaggy: Like, man, since when did lemons get into the music business, Scoob? Scooby: Rehehehe, Rimagine raking it to a relemon! Scrappy: Lemons, huh? Gosh, I knew they were sour, but I didn't know they could drop beats! Reader: The actual lyric is, "Take it to the limit, one more time." Shaggy: Dude, from lemons to limits. That's a zesty twist! Scooby: Rimit, remon, it's rall rusic to re! Scrappy: "Take it to the limit"? Pfft, I always take my adventures past the limit. Maybe they should've stuck with the lemons! Shaggy: And imagine if you took that literally? Like, going up to a lemon and just giving it your all one more time. "This one's for all the marbles, lemon!" Scooby: Reah, Riggy, ri would rave the rongest talk with a relemon. Scrappy: You know what they say, when life gives you lemons... make it into a hit song! [The trio continues to chuckle, shaking their heads at the thought.] Shaggy: Music's weird, man. One minute you're at your limit, the next you're serenading fruit. Scooby: Reriously! Scrappy: Well, I say we find these musical lemons and start our own band. Scrappy and the Citrus Sensations! Shaggy: Like, count me out, Scrappy. The only notes I know are the ones that tell me when the pizza's done. Scooby: Ri'm rin ras rong ras rit rinvolves reating! [The gang laughs again, their imagination running wild with the absurdity of taking anything to a lemon, as they continue to jest and play with the lyrics and each other.]