Lulu: “I suppose you’re all wondering why I called you here—”
Vermin: “HISSS! No we are not! It’s because of all the nasty moths and butterflies!”
Spicoli: “Oh, all of you dudes can see them too? Whew, that’s a relief!”
Lulu: “Well, okay, yes, it’s because of all the moths and butterflies. We need a plan to get rid of them.”
Producer Smurf: “What for? I think they’re perfectly smurfy!”
Vermin: “HISSS! Of course you do! Nasty little shirtless blue hippy!”
Spicoli: “While we’re working on that plan, dudes, maybe we can also do something about all the rainbow-colored frogs that are always hopping around on the ceiling.”
Mr. Nibbles: “It looks like friend Blue has decided to just eat them for breakfast.”
Lulu: “Oh no no no. Eating them is not a good idea. They don’t taste good and they give you a tummy ache.”
Blue: “It’s fine, I have a cast-iron stomach.”
Spicoli: “And also maybe we can work on gertting rid of all those mechanical caterpillars that go clanking around at all hours of the night.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Blue … ?”
Spicoli: “And those gnomes with their rock band! They never stop practicing!”
Blue: (vomiting under the table)
Mr. Nibbles: “Ewwwww!”
Lulu: “So like I was saying, eating the butterflies is a bad idea.”
Spicoli: “And don’t even get me started on the … Hey, why are all you dudes looking at me like that?”
Chaplin: “Does anyone else smell the world’s worst barbecue?”
Heh, heh…what seemed like a good idea at the time has turned into quite the state of affairs, hasn’t it?
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Crikey, what’s Huntsman up to?
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I think you need a big fan then open the windows and doors.
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Dang, what’s that smell?
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