[cut to the Peanuts characters, all adults now, dancing. Charlie Brown comes in with tattoos, piercings, and a hooker by his side]
Charlie Brown: Stupid song! What are you lookin' at? Yeah, it's me, your old punching bag, Charlie Brown. Everybody wish Snoopy was here? And Woodstock? Everybody wish Snoopy and Woodstock was here? Well, they're dead! And guess what? I sold Snoopy the junk. That's right, he got it from me! I swear, I didn't know how strong it was! And now he's dead! They're both dead! I didn't give a crap about Woodstock, but Snoopy… [cries as the hooker tries to console him; he pushes her away] Get off me, you skank!