Tag: field mice

There’s No Crunch Like Home

Charlee: “Why were you so surprised to see us at the Santopticon when you came with us on the Magic Flying Coaster?”
Producer Smurf: “I couldn’t really hear or see from in the Bumble. I was watching the feed from my robot and had no idea we had actually smurfed to the North Pole.”
Charlee: “Then how did you manage to catch all those fish that you had inside the Bumble’s stockings, if you couldn’t see?”
Producer Smurf: “Those were already there when I smurfed it open-box from Costco. It’s probably why the original buyer resmurfed it.”

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Christmas Break

Charlee: “The most bizarre aspect of this is Spicoli being right all along about Bumble being Producer Smurf.”
Producer Smurf: “Well I hope you’re happy! You’ve ruined everything! This was going to be the most smurfy prison break/Christmas movie mashup ever and instead all I have is a deflated Bumble balloon that I can’t even smurf back to Costco!”
Mouse: “Let me guess. You thought of the name ‘Christmas Break’ for your movie and worked backwards from there to come up with a plot.”

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That’s A Suspiciously Specific Denial You’ve Got There

Lulu: “So this whole time you’ve just been Producer Smurf in disguise trying to trick us into filming some kind of crime show?”
Java Bean: “You got us arrested by Santa for no good reason! Although I have to say that Santa runs una prisión muy elegante.”
Art Deco: “I can categorically state that I am not Producer Smurf in disguise.”

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(N)ice Fishing

Charlee: “All right, so you catch more fish in your stockings while the mouse and I go find the dogs. Got it?”
Mouse: “This seems like an awfully inconvenient way to get fish. You know your Dada can just buy it at the grocery store, right?”
Charlee: “Can buy it, yes. Will buy it, no.”

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Bounce Voyage

Mouse: “I wasn’t really expecting your big, uh, friend to come along.”
Charlee: “He needs to refill his stockings with fresh North Pole fish.”
Mouse: “Oh, is that what he said?”
Charlee: “No, that’s what I said.”

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The Dogshank Redemption

Mouse: “According to these documents on the North Pole computer network, Lulu and Bean and somebody named ‘Art Deco’ are being held in Santa’s high-security prison, the Santopticon.”
Chaplin: “That’s a shame. I guess we won’t be seeing any of them again.”
Charlee: “Mama won’t mind if I store my fish heads in her slippers …”

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Bumble Fish

Chaplin: “Check it out, Charlee. Maybe you and this monster can bond over your shared shoe fetish.”
Charlee: “I DO NOT HAVE A SHOE FETISH!“
Spicoli: “You can like shoes if you want to, dude. To each his or her own, etc.”
Mouse: “Leaving aside who does or does not enjoy putting her face into shoes, how did you all manage to miss an abominable snowman sneaking into the house?”

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Your Biggest Fan

Mouse: “Why are you all sitting around in stale gingerbread smoke? And who’s your friend?”
Spicoli: “‘Who’s your friend?’ Dude, is that a rhetorical question like ‘Who’s your daddy?'”
Mouse: “No, no it isn’t. Hang on while I get the remote for the ceiling fan, okay?”

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The Weighting is the Hardest Part

Mouse: “So you’ve given up on your balloon scam?”
Charlee: “If by ‘given up’ you mean ‘Bean popped all my balloons’, then yes, yes I have.”
Chaplin: “I’m waiting for him to go to sleep and then I’ll do my weigh-in. At least one of us should get more food after all this effort.”

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Weighing Out

Mouse: “What do you mean what balloons? The ones you’re floating from.”
Chaplin: “We’re not floating from balloons.”
Charlee: “Yeah, haven’t you ever seen a black and white cat before?”

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Please Ma’am May I Have Some More?

Chaplin: “This diet business shall not stand!”
Mr. Nibbles: “I’m not sure there’s much you can do about it, friend Hipsters.”
Charlee: “We’ll just see about that.”

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… And Statistics

Charlee: “If you haven’t been stealing our food, how would you know we were going ot ask you about stealing our food?”
Mr. Nibbles: “Friend Spicoli told us you were trying to figure out why you don’t have as much food as you expect.”
Chaplin: “You talk to Spicoli?”
Mouse: “Sure. What, did you think we only exist when we’re in a panel with one of you guys?”

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