Dennis: “Hello there! My name is Dennis the human person and I am here with my guinea pig/St. Bernard mix, which is my human person pet.”
Mouse: “Mr. Nibbles, why are you going along with this when you know it’s going to be a fiasco?”
Mr. Nibbles: “It’s part of a project to help Mr. Dennis get over his fear of strange dogs.”
Spicoli: “Dude, have you joined the Shriners?”
Dennis: “Since the mouse is so worried about me getting into trouble at the humane society, I’ve disguised myself as a human.”
Mouse: “Most humans don’t go around in fezzes, Groucho glasses, and giant bow ties.”
Dennis: “All the cool ones do.”
Mouse: “No they don’t, Dennis!”
Spicoli: “Dude, I really don’t think this is where you go for poetic license.”
Dennis: “But I asked Chaplin if poetic license was like a dog license and he said he supposed it might be.”
Spicoli: “Okay, but have you considered the possibility that he was just humoring you?”
Dennis: “Now you’re just being silly! They’re hipster poets, not standup comedians.”
Dennis: “What are you two doing up here on the window sill?”
Chaplin: “Sunbathing.”
Charlee: “And getting caught up on some reading.”
