Chaplin: “All right, you’ve had the box long enough. Now it’s my turn to sit in there.”
Charlee: “I reserved the box for six hours, I’m sitting in the box for six hours.”
Chaplin: “Reserved the box? Where did you that?”
Charlee: “On the box signup sheet that I made and then hid so you wouldn’t find it.”
Mr. Nibbles: “It’s such a big box, friend Hipsters. Surely you can sit in it together.”
Charlee & Chaplin: “No.”
Java Bean: “Vermin pointed out that you didn’t actually say there was no such place as Stuffiland. You just said the smurf didn’t get the prizes from there.”
Mouse: “Please don’t tell me you’re taking advice from Vermin these days.”
Vermin: “HISSS! Nasty mouse! Stop calling me Vermin! And they could do worse than to take advice from me!”
Mouse: “Yes, that’s true, they could be taking advice from Dennis or Trouble.”
James Bond: “Baccarat. Yes, I can tell you about baccarat. But first you must tell me something.”
Dennis: “Ummm okay, let’s see. Well, I licked all the bacon in the buffet.”
James Bond: “That’s not the sort of information I meant. But thank you for telling me.”
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