INT. RECORDING STUDIO – DAY/NIGHT/DAY/NIGHT/DAY/NIGHT/DAY…

DJ 3000 and various other robot entities remain trapped in a time loop inside the KDFO recording studio.  The collection of robots (and cyborgs) and JOHN DIMAGGIO are spread out throughout the studio, in various reclining poses, enjoying the fresh breeze that is blowing through the portal. MAXIMILIAN, is seated by the soundboard, fiddling with the controls.

MAXIMILIAN: DONE!

All the robots (and JOHN DIMAGGIO) turn to look at MAXIMILIAN.

PETUNIA: Done with what?

MAXIMILIAN: I HAVE BEEN PROGRAMMING THE PORTAL CONTROLS TO USE THE LOCATION COORDINATES OF A DRONE THAT SOMEONE IS FLYING AT THE BEACH. WATCH!

MAXIMILIAN punches a button on the soundboard and the portal jumps to a new location approximately fifty feet in the air.  It travels south along the beach, looking down at various beachgoers. 

DJ 3000: COOL!

PETUNIA: Amazing!

JOHN DIMAGGIO: Now float along the top of the waves!

MAXIMILIAN: SURE!

MAXIMILIAN adjusts the controls so the drone is flying just a few feet above the surface of the ocean.

DJ 3000: THAT’S REALLY NEAT BUT WE NEED TO…

PETUNIA: [interrupting] OH! SHIT!

RUSSELL WILSON: What?

PETUNIA: I just got a transmission from one of the intelligence networks I’m patched into. Max, punch these coordinates into the portal. Now!

PETUNIA recites a string of coordinates, which MAXIMILIAN dutifully plugs into the portal.  The viewpoint changes to that of a garden in rural Russia. 

PETUNIA: Now point it at horizontal declination one-hundred-sixty degrees, vertical declination twenty-seven degrees…THERE!

— [portal viewpoint flies open] —

JOHNNY 2.5: WHOA!

PETUNIA: HOLY FUCK! That was Yevgeny Prigozhin’s plane!

JOHNNY 2.5: THE HEAD OF THE WAGNER MERCENARY GROUP?

PETUNIA: The same.

YETI: Smashing!

PED-209: BAM! POW!

The robots (and cyborgs) notice the voice and look sideways out of the portal, at a Russian grandmother who stares back at them in shock.

BABUSHKA: Ёлки-палки!

There is a tremendous BOOM that is heard (and felt) through the portal, and both the robots (and cyborgs) and the old Russian woman turn towards its source.

JIM NANCE 081-RD-92C: Unbelievable! Unforgettable! Unimaginable!

RQBOCOP: TAKE THAT, CREEP!

JOHN DIMAGGIO: Cool, cool, that was really exciting. But if we could get back to Venice Beach and that next set of waves that was coming in…

— [DOOR FLIES OPEN] —

TODD MARINOVICH: [holding several spray paint canisters] Hey, so I was thinking, shards might be out of reach, but what if we…[sees the robots]…oh. Crap.

The robots (and cyborgs) all turn to regard TODD MARINOVICH.

RQBOCOP: ALERT!

YETI: Human!

PED-209: [begins advancing] THREAT!

JOHN DIMAGGIO bravely steps into PED-209’s path as TODD MARINOVICH cowers behind a desk. 

JOHN DIMAGGIO: It’s all right, you guys, it’s all right! He’s cool.

PED-209 stops moving forward, but his syringe guns continue to spin. 

JOHN DIMAGGIO: [gesticulating wildly] FRIEND!

PED-209 stands down. 

DJ 3000: THIS IS GOING TO REQUIRE AN EXPLANATION BUT WHAT’S REQUIRED EVEN MORE RIGHT NOW IS A TOPIC FOR REQUEST LINE. QUICK!

JOHN DIMAGGIO: Todd’s pretty good at this, Todd, give the man a topic.

TODD MARINOVICH: [still shaking with fright] Gah!

DJ 3000: HUH. [thinks it over] EXCLAMATIONS. [lights of approval begin blinking] GREAT! GOT A SONG TO START US OUT WITH?

TODD MARINOVICH: [points towards the wreckage of Prigozhin’s private jet] Um…could we go with something related to that?

DJ 3000: ABSOLUTELY!

Today’s theme is “exclamations!”.  We’re looking for songs titled after familiar exclamations – preferably a single word, though short phrases are okay too.  Bonus points if the title includes an actual exclamation point.  Post links as “https://www.youtube.com/watch?fUr!0u56 and they should embed in the comments after you refresh.  Last week’s tricky puzzle answer of “Weirdo” by The Charlatans (aka Charlatans U.K.) was cleverly solved by SonOfSpam.  Ready? Set? GO!