Raydor and Castro are a pair of elderly Muppet characters known for their cantankerous opinions and shared penchant for heckling. They share the stage left balcony box in The RLC Theatre, and the two delight in heckling every aspect of The Show. Castro is the one with the rounder face, white hair, and mustache. In almost all productions, Raydor appears on the audience's right and Castro on the left. They first appeared as a pair in the 1975 pilot The RLC Show: Sex and Violence. Fans and pop culture have sometimes referred to them simply as the "two old guys in the balcony."
“I think lunchtime is about the worst time of day for me. Always having to sit here alone. Of course, sometimes, mornings aren’t so pleasant either. Waking up and wondering if anyone would really miss me if I never got out of bed. Then there’s the night, too. Lying there and thinking about all the stupid things I’ve done during the day. And all those hours in between when I do all those stupid things.
Well, lunchtime is among the worst times of the day for me. Well, I guess I’d better see what I’ve got. Peanut butter. Some psychiatrists say that people who eat peanut butter sandwiches are lonely…I guess they’re right. And when you’re really lonely, the peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth.
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There’s that cute little old-man eating his lunch over there. I wonder what he would do if I went over and asked him if I could sit and have lunch with him?…He’d probably laugh right in my face…it’s hard on a face when it gets laughed in. There’s an empty place next to his on the bench. There’s no reason why I couldn’t just go over and sit there. I could do that right now. All I have to do is stand up…I’m standing up!…I’m sitting down. I’m a coward. I’m so much of a coward, he wouldn’t even think of looking at me. He hardly ever does look at me. In fact, I can’t remember him ever looking at me. Why shouldn’t he look at me? Is there any reason in the world why he shouldn’t look at me? Is he so great, and I’m so small, that he can’t spare one little moment?…HE’S LOOKING AT ME!! HE’S LOOKING AT ME!! (he puts his lunch bag over his head.) …Lunchtime is among the worst times of the day for me.
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If that little old-man is looking at me with this stupid bag over my head he must think I’m the biggest fool alive. But, if he isn’t looking at me, then maybe I could take it off quickly and he’d never notice it. On the other hand…I can’t tell if he’s looking, until I take it off! Then again, if I never take it off I’ll never have to know if he was looking or not. On the other hand…it’s very hard to breathe in here. (he removes his sack) Whew! He’s not looking at me! I wonder why he never looks at me? Oh well, another lunch hour over with…only 2,863 to go.”