[The scene opens with Scooby, Shaggy, and Scrappy in what appears to be a cozy, vintage living room, each nestled in an oversized armchair. A vinyl record player is humming in the background, adding to the chill vibe. The reader, with a mischievous glint in their eye, stands in the front with a microphone, ready to unveil the comedic gold.] Reader: "Ok gang, get this..." [Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy lean in, ears perked up in anticipation.] Reader (trying to keep a straight face): "Dirty knees, THUNDER CHEEKS." [Beat. Silence... And then, all at once, the trio erupts into a fit of laughter.] Shaggy (wiping tears from his eyes): "Like, what does that even mean, man? Thunder cheeks? Sounds like a superhero I wouldn't want to mess with!" [Scooby nods in agreement, chuckling.] Scrappy (pumping his fist in the air): "Let me at 'em! I'll take on Thunder Cheeks any day. Rrrra-pap-pap!" [They all share a laugh before calming down enough to listen to the actual lyric.] Reader: "The actual lyric is 'Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap.'" [Scooby, with a look of mock seriousness, strokes his chin.] Scooby: "Ree, rhat makes more sense." [Shaggy, ever the jokester, still can't let go of the misheard lyric.] Shaggy: "But honestly, can you imagine showing up to do some 'dirty deeds' and instead, you just shake your 'thunder cheeks' at problems? Like, 'Take that, Mr. Creepy Ghost!'" [The group bursts out laughing again, with Scrappy rolling off his chair.] Scrappy (from the floor, still laughing): "Uncle Scooby, your thunder cheeks could save the world!" [Suddenly, Scooby stands up, shaking his hips in a silly dance, pretending to scare ghosts away with his 'thunder cheeks.'] Scooby (in a heroic voice): "Scooby-Dooby-Doo! Where are you, Thunder Cheeks?" [As they all continue to laugh and enjoy the moment, the reader prepares the next misheard lyric, but the joyous mockery of Thunder Cheeks will forever remain a highlight of their hilarious hangout.] [Blackout as their laughter fades into the sound of the vinyl player, the screen promising more misheard lyric roasts to come.]