zero sugar. this is the pepsi with zero compromise. i zero sugar. as a meteor headsnderway toward the metro area. go, go, go, go, go! we can fit more! there's still more room! we gotta go. juicer! we don't have a juicer! the volkswagen tiguan. it fits everything you need, and everything you don't. i have the statement fenton pelt wrote for you.. maybe we should talk it over first. - oh, i'm sure it's fine. - okay, well, whenever you're ready. - [clears throat] i'm chuck pierce, and i'm more trash than man. fenton pelt, however, is a brilliant young genius, and i made up lies about him and his businesses because i was jealous. this will be my final broadcast. if you ever see me on the street, please tell me i suck, and mush gum in my hair. good-bye. was that okay? i can do it faster. - chuck, you can't say that on air. - why not? - what has gotten into you? don't you want to fight back? - i did. it didn't work. fenton won. and to be honest, i'm glad he did. being suspended really forced me to ask myself the question, why am i even doing