Mr. Nibbles: “All right, Mr. Dennis, I’ve got your itinerary for your trip to D.C.”
Dennis: “Thanks, Mr. Nibbles!”
Producer Smurf: “Okay, ha ha, very funny, you put the show runner in a cage. Now smurf me out of here. Pink Panther, it’s your turn to smurf on the ant.”
Pink Panther: “I think I’m pretty happy out here.”
Spicoli: “Dude, we’re rolling. Do something interesting.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Do you want me to do some coaching with you on what they might ask you?”
Dennis: “Nah, I figure I’ll just wag my tail.”
Auntie Entity: “Release the ants into the cage!”
Producer Smurf: “What?! I don’t want to smurf with the ants! Stop smurfing around! I’m the producer! I smurf the show! I don’t smurf in the show!”
Spicoli: “Dude, the more you say ‘smurf’, the less anyone understands what you’re saying.”
Pink Panther: “Two cats enter. One cat leaves. Groovy.”
Chaplin: “Two cats? You don’t mean us, do you?”
Pink Panther: “No no. I’m using ‘cats’ to mean ‘turkeys’.”
Charlee: “Turkeys? Is it Thanksgiving again already?”
Pink Panther: “You hipsters need to work on your slang vocabulary.”
Mouse: “Dennis, I highly advise against even considering accepting this position as Director of NASA.”
Dennis: “But they’ll give me green papers.”
Mouse: “Not until you pass a confirmation hearing!”
Dennis: “That shouldn’t be a problem. My hearing is fine.”
Producer Smurf: “Ahhh! Keep it away from me! This isn’t an Argentinian sugar ant! What kind of crazy ant is it?”
Spicoli: “Dude. Seriously. If I wanted to broadcast a lot of whining and ducking, I would point my camera at a TV tuned to C-SPAN.”
Auntie Entity: “It’s just a standard regular ant from the Outback.”
Producer Smurf: “It is not! It’s a smurfing mutant ant!”
Charlee: “We’re hipsters. We know lots of slang.”
Pink Panther: “Sure you do, kid. Sure you do.”
Mouse: “That’s not what a … Oh, forget it.”
Producer Smurf: “Ahhhhh! Ow! Ow! Ow! Papa Smurf! Somebody smurf Papa Smurf for help!”
A few seconds later …
Ant: “And once again the ant emerges victorious!”
Pink Panther: “And that’s why a cool cat stays out of a cage match.”
Dennis: “Aw, man, is the show over already? I hope someone DVR’d it.”
Spicoli: “So, old smurf dude, what do you think of Producer Smurf’s performance here today?”
Papa Smurf: “Well we all think it’s quite smurfy. Everyone in the village smurfed their bets against him, you see.”
Auntie Entity: “Aint we a pair, raggedy smurf?”
Producer Smurf: “Medic!”
Chaplin: “Look, Charlee. The silly blue man is curled up into a pathetic little ball.”
Charlee: “So he is, Chaplin. We should help him out of the cage and bat him around for a while.”
BOL – the poor little blue guy.
Monty, Harlow, and Ramble
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No creature on Earth is a match for mutant ants
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Maybe Producer Smurf won’t be so bossy now. Give NASA a lot of tail wags Dennis!
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We sure hope Prod. Smurf learned a lesson….and Dennis gets that job as Director of NASA!
xoxo,
Rosy, Jakey and Arty
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Mom is scared enough of ants. Mutant ants are a deal breaker. Maybe bat THEM around instead!
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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We just knew those ants would not produce anything good!
Dennis, did they confirm your hearing yet? Eh?
Woos – Lightning, Misty, and Timber
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I still won’t trust any ants Dennis and I still think NASA is cool for you!
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We’ve got ants in our pants…ants in our pants
When we see
Khats in our sight…khats in our sight
!!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra&Holly&Khousin Emmy
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Very smurfy post.
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That is quite a show! And ants mean turkeys. Yup, gotta work on that slang!
Keep Calm & Bark On!
Murphy & Stanley
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I think I’m speechless
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