Friday January 3, 2003
Gaffy:You gotta take me wif' you! If my wife hash to bail me outta here, sshe'll kill me!
Luna Cop:What's all this you're talkin' about? You boys aren't plannin' any kind of escape, are you?
Legs:Oh, no, officer. We're just talking about taking our new friend here out to eat once we've all posted bail in the morning.
Gaffy:Ooh! Are we havin' frenchsh Toasht?
Legs:Oh, sure. With lots of butter and powdered shut up.
Schlock:And I'll even feed it to you.