Taako glares sharply at Zim over the magazine, yanking it back from him.

"Okay, first off, snatching is rude. Second, my show is badass and you'll acknowledge it as such when speaking to me, if you don't wanna get lit the fuck up-- understand me, little man?" He goes back to his magazine, nose in the air. "... and also, no, I don't remember any of this stuff. I remember getting stuck in this... magical carnival, and then I woke up here. That's it. I mean, sure, I had a show back home, but it wasn't like this."

And also it stopped being a thing, like, six years before Zim had ever met him, but he doesn't need to know that.