Generic maybe hip-hop plays. Steve Urkel enters someplace, perhaps a restaurant, framed photo in one hand, box of cereal in the other.
Urkel: Oh Laura, my pet, I created something that'll make you love me. I got a great new cereal! Did I do that? So, hike up your pant for the Urkel-Os rant*.
Back-up Singers: Mmmm! We're Urkelized with Urkel-Os!
Urkel: Strawberry, banana, fruit flavors so fine! Just one little bite and I know she'll be mine!
Back-up Singers: Mmmm! She'll be Urkelized (Urkelized!) with Urkel-Os!
Urkel: Oh, Laura, when I find you you'll taste true love! The Urkelized part of this complete breakfast. Hehehe! Snort!
Makes me wish I had something other than Cap'n Crunch at home!
* I honestly don't know if that last word is correct. I first thought the lyric was "hike up your pants for the Urkel-Os ranch" but after listening to it five or six** times I decided it was "rant," which, honestly, doesn't make any more or less sense.
** After listening to this five or six times, I was ready to dunk my head in the toilet just to get clean.