In the name of my most royal Majesty, I knight thee. Arise, Sir Loin of Beef. Arise, Earl of Cloves. Arise, Duke of Brittingham. Arise, Baron of Munchausen. Arise, Essence of Myrrh…Milk of Magnesia…Quarter of ten.
What an embezzle! What an ultramaroon!
Advisor: But Sire, there is no more money! Your uncle, the king, has cut off your allowance!
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Yosemite Sam:* You know the penalty for not having the books balanced!
Advisor: Oh no. Not the ‘nose-in-the-book’ penalty…
Yosemite Sam: Yeah, the nose-in-the-book.
Yoiks… and AWAAAAAAAAY!
ain’t I a stinker
There’s no one who knows his way around outer space like DUCK DODGERS IN THE 24 1/2 CENTURY!
Ehh, beeg deal…
Un skunk de pew!
Nice boy… but about as sharp as a sack of wet mice.
That boy’s about as sharp as a bowling ball.
Ooohh. Cold! Taz hate cold!
Whyfore you bury me in cold cold ground?
I’m stirring, and I’m a mouse.
Daffy Duck: Now’s your chance, Hawkeye! Shoot him! Shoot him!
Bugs Bunny: He’s got me dead to rights, Doc. Would you like to shoot him here or wait till you get home?
Daffy Duck: Oh, no you don’t. Not this time!
Daffy Duck: Wait till you get home!
[blehhhhh!]
Yosemite Sam: Are you tryin’ to make me look like a fool?!
Bugs Bunny: You don’t need me to make you look like a fool.
Yosemite Sam: You’re darn right, I don’t!
What a maroon!
Whatta ignoranimus!
Don’t EVER push the WED one!
There’s no “r” in July
So long, Sammy! See you in Miami!
So long, Screwy! See you in St. Louie!