And now it's time for Who Smarted.

Pse, hey, Smarty Pants, trusty narrator here.

By the sounds of things, you can probably guess where I am right now.

Oh, if you said watching a marching band, you're right.

It's half-time at the local college football game, and while my team is getting horribly blown out,

I don't mind because I'm

actually more excited to see the marching band perform. Smarty pants, listen closely and see if you

can tell which instrument in particular. I'm super psyched to see and hear. Can you tell which

instrument played that sound? How about this sound?

If you said both sounds were made by different versions of the same instrument, you're right.

And that instrument is...

The drums?

Which, of course, also played that drum roll you just heard.

If you ask me, the drums just can't be beat.

Which is ironic because you beat the drums.

Anyway, I am not here alone.

The school's music director and band leader, Professor Pirt,

will be joining us as soon as the band finishes playing.

Not to mention, Professor Pirt also plays drums in a cool local rock band.

It's quite a rush hearing him play. Ah, the band's done. There goes our lousy football team back on the field. And here comes Professor Peart. Hey, great job out there, Professor.

Hey, thanks, trustee. How goes it's Smarty Pants?

Uh, the Smarty Pants say, hey, only I can hear them.

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