Have You Done Your Market Research?

Chaplin: “I thought they were going to be like normal mealworms, only festive.”
Charlee: “Honestly, a giant mealworm is a little bit … What’s the word I’m looking for … disturbing.”
Mealworm: “I’m standing right here and I can hear you. Ho ho ho! Sorry, I don’t know why I said that.”
Green Elf #1: “Bigger is better! And we can charge more for each one, so the profits will be huge!”
Lulu: “I think the market for four-foot-long Christmas mealworms is maybe not as big as the market for regular-sized mealworms.”
Vermin: “HISSS! You don’t know that! You haven’t done any studies! We still might sell some!”
Green Elf #2 (sotto voce): “So listen, do you think you could introduce me to Smurfette?”
Producer Smurf (sotto voce): “I’m not supposed to smurf within a hundred apples of her, so, no.”

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Did You Read The Job Description?

Lulu: “What do you mean, there aren’t elves all over the conference room? Just look at them!”
Vermin: “HISSS! Those aren’t elves. They’re scientists.”
Green Elf #1: “Yeah, that’s right, we green elves are all on the mealworm genetic engineering task force!”
Red Elf #1: “And we red elves are also on the genetic engineering taskforce!”
Producer Smurf: “Where’d you smurf your hat?”
Green Elf #2: “Standard North Pole issue. Yours?”
Producer Smurf: “Tailor Smurf.”

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Meeting Crashers

Charlee: “Do you remember when the mouse asked you if you had hired elves to make Santa hats and boots, and you said no?”
Vermin: “HISSS! Of course I remember! I’m not a goldfish!”

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It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas Mealworms

Vermin: “HISSS! So what will make the Christmas mealworms unique and let us charge a premium is that they’ll have a little Santa hat, beard, and boots.”
Spicoli: “Uhh, yeah, dude, that’s not horrifying at all.”

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Extreme Measures

Lulu: “Listen, guys, I’m giving you one last chance to surrender my boxes peacefully.”
Chaplin: “Sorry, we’ve turned them into our fort.”
Charlee: “We’re prepared to defend them to the very last.”

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Squatters’ Rights

Scrooge: “So you say you have a problem with squatters?”
Lulu: “Yes, that’s right.”
Scrooge: “Have you tried barking at them?”
Lulu: “Well I can’t really bark at them. They do live in the house with me.”
Spicoli: “Dude, I just noticed that none of these books are law books.”

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Well They Laughed At The Man When He Discovered Penicillin

Lulu: “I’m thinking of starting a new business. Do you cats want in on the ground floor?”
Charlee: “A new business? Is this some kind of get-rich-quick scheme like Dennis used to do?”

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The Great Tuna Hunt: Part 4

Vermin: “HISSS! Nasty cats, leaving litter in the street!”
Charlee: “It’s not litter, it’s our latest plan to make the giant can of tuna fall down.”
Chaplin: “When it stomps on the sign, it’ll step on the skateboard, the skateboard will roll away, the can of tuna will fall down, Blue will pop it open, and we’ll all eat like kings!”
Spicoli: “Won’t it just squash the skateboard flat, dudes?”
Charlee: “Maybe. But that’s why we piled Legos and a banana peel on the skateboard.”
Chaplin: “Okay, Blue, hit it!”

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The Great Tuna Hunt Part 3

Producer Smurf: “So what is this new scheme you’ve smurfed up here?”
Chaplin: “We’ve attached a couple of rockets to the steel cable. When the can of tuna stomps on the sign, we’ll fire the rockets.”
Charlee: “And then the can of tuna will trip and Blue will pop it open with her claw and we’ll all eat like kings. Hit it, Blue!”

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The Great Tuna Hunt: Part 2

Charlee: “We’re in position. When the giant tuna can comes by, we just have to lift up the cable.”
Blue: “All right, just let me know when you’re ready for me to write the new ‘supermarket’ sign.”
Chaplin: “Three … two … one …”
Spicoli: “Where are you dudes going?”
Mouse: “Just heading into the backyard. We can’t bear to watch any more of this fiasco.”

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