TRADITIONAL COMMERCIAL PARODY
  (Open on Jason, reading the paper.  He looks like an average guy.  
  Suddenly there is a
  scream from the other room, and he jumps up and runs in)
  Jason: What's wrong, honey?
  (We'll get a girl)
  Honey: Remember when we thought we had roaches?
  Jason: Yes?
  Honey:  Well, it's worse. (gestures down and to the right)
  Jason looks.
  (Cut to shot of Jeff in his old school grunge garb.)
  Honey:  We've got punks!
  Announcer:  Got a punk problem?  Call the experts at Punk-B-Gone!  Our 
  highly skilled
  exterminators can rid your home of punks, forever!
  Exterminator: (at door with bottle)  Here little punk.  I've got 
  rebellious hair dye.
  Punk: (runs out) Where?  Where?
  (Exterminator hits punk on head with bat)
  Jason:  Thanks, Punk-B-Gone!
  Announcer:  Punk-B-Gone.  For all your punk problems, call 
  1-800-DIE-PUNX.
  Little jingle and end.

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