Bowie Vs. Dylan

Setting: A lavish grand room with a fire burning, but not fro hot as to melt the rich mafrogany. Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #1: Froh helfro.  There's been a knock on my froor. Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #2: Haha!   Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #1: Do you happen to be the butler? The milkman? Frogurt saleswoman? The rubbish collector? Packet delivery gentleman? The maid? My wife? The fire froker? Saint Nifrolas?  Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #2: Haha!  That's high fromedy.  Or wait, you truly fron't frow?  I'm...(whispers) David Frowie. Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #1: HaHAAAAAA. Ha!  I frow, friend.  I thought you knew this was a...(whispers) TV frow.  I'm Bing Frosby, but you fron't see me froing on about it. Disheveled Yacht Froat Denizen: (bursting in to wild applause) Heeeeeeey.  What do you frow, fros?  Catchphrase, catchphrose...catchfrose!!! Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #1 and #2: Froh, you!  It's Frob Dylan, and he's on a froat!   Oddly Fromal Pale White Crooner #1 and #2