*At Acme labs, once every year a worker hey’s to bring home an experiment permenantly. This year at the party your name get’s drawn out of the hat. Meanwhile Pinky and The Brain are in their cage. The Brain: Ah, here they are having this party again. They do this every year. Pinky: Goodness Brain, you think they’ll pick us this year. The Brain: Wait, Pinky. Are you pondering what I am pondering. Pinky: I think so Brain, but shouldn’t 11 and 12 be called oneteen and twoteen? The Brain: No Pinky.