03x04 - What Makes Toons Tick

[bunniefuu]

We're tiny We're toony We're all our

little loony And in this cartoony We're

invading your TV We're comic

dispensers We cut the ball dispensers On

tiny new adventures Get a dose of comedy

So here's at the Acres It's a whole wide

world apart Our homes, we only stand

alone The cartoon works of art Let's

rest, we're rejected Expect the unexpected

They're just about to shot. They're

furry, they're funny. They're that with

Foster Bunny. Much higher that matches

money. Now my wreck is a pain. He's

hustan, I'm spucky. Dizzy, devil,

yucky. Purple's on yucky, and go,

go, is and stay. And at University, we

earn our two degrees. We're teaching

tests, and getting last since 1933.

We're tiny, we're too many, we're all a

little loonyIt's tiny, too different,

just come and join the fun.

Now what song this

time...

There he is. Dizzy devil in action.

So, basically, a disgusting spinning

garbage disposal, he is found to be

lovable by people with very tiny brains.

Hi, girls. Oh, it's the

purple thing. Isn't it cute?

Here, have a cupcake.

But Izzy didn't always have such luck.

Allow us to demonstrate.

Thanks to Calamity's new time machine,

we'll travel back in time to take an

in-depth look at Dizzy's first romantic

interlude. Tell kids this might

be a very good time to go and get

yourself a nice cheese sandwich.

Ah, first love. It's

time for romance. A time for

pairing off with a friend. A time

for memories. But no time to

play. Everyone too busy with...

love stuff. Bluck.

Boring, boring, boring. And when dizzy

gets bored...

It's in no help. This is still

bored. And...

Lonely. Every tune got someone except

me.

What's that?

Girl Tasmanian bevel for Disney?

Hello?

Baby!

Don't be shy. Dizzy want to be your

friend. Take Dizzy high. Huh

Yeah. Dizzy, come back!

There

you go. Yoo-hoo.

She's gone. And naked, too!

Oh,

what's wrong, little fella?Don't

cry. Huh

Hey, girls, look what I found.

Oh, he's so cute! Where are

you from, honey?Liz is

still a little sad, but Liz thinks we

will get over it.

Lucky's always been obsessed with power.

Even as a tiny duckling, he insisted on

having the rest of the world at his

fingertips.

Okay, hon. We're all done shopping.

Now what would you like to do?I wanna go

on the elevator. I wanna push the button.

You wanna go on the elevator, darling?

Yes, sir, I wanna go in the elevator.

Okay, dear. Let's do that.

No. I pushed the button. No, you pushed

the button. I pushed the button. Now your

turn, my turn. I push the button.

Okay, okayI push the

button. I push it. I push

it again. I push it again and again and

again and again. Don't overdo it, Plucky.

Once is enough.

Ellinator go down the hole. Here

we go, son. Watch your step.

No, I scared. But, darling, there's

nothing to be afraid of. No, I scared. It

won't bite. No, I scared!

Come along, dear.

Pick me up! Pick me up! Pick me up! Pick

me up! Let's

go to the eighth floor. Do you see a

number eight?No, my turn.

Not your turn. My turn. All right,

you push number eight. What a

big boy. I push eight! I push eight! I

push eight!Yes, you did, huh

Elevator go up! That's right,

son. Elevator go up!

You got it! Elevator go up!

Yes! Elevator go...

up! Yeah. Huh

And here we are. Wanna do it again?

You do?Yes, sir. Wanna do it again. Wanna

push the button. Okay. One more

time. Here we go. It's my turn. It's not

your turn. It's my turn. I push the

button. I get in and get in again.

Lovely.

Elevator go down. Yeah?Elevator go

down. That's right. Elevator go down.

Okay. All right, Plucky, we have to go

now. I don't want to do it again.

But now it's time to go home.

No, go home. I'm going on the elevator.

I'm going to do it again. Next time.

Wanna do it again! Wanna do it again!

Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!

Next time, I promise... Wanna do

it again! Waaah! Wanna

do it! Oh!

I wanna do it again. I wanna go on the

LNA turn. My turn. No, you push the

button. I push the button.

My turn, not your turn. I push the

button. Not your turn, my turn.

I push A! I push

A! Again and again and again.

It's my turn. It's not your turn. I push

the button. It'll go up.

It'll go up. It'll go

up.

My elevator. Not your elevator. My

elevator. Not your elevator.

Mine.

Elevator go down.

Up you go, Plucky.

You're not Plucky! Hi, lady.

I need to go down the road.

Number one, who?My

elevator. Not your elevator. My

elevator. Let go, kid. I push

the button. No, you push the button. I

push the button. Let go! It's

my turn. It's not your turn. It's myturn.

My turn! I push the button!

I pushed the button.

I pushed the buttons again!

And you need to go down. And then you

go up. And you

need to go down. And then you stop.

And then it'll go up, and then it'llstop.

Lucky, thank goodness! I was

so worried!

I pushed the button.

Next up, a trip all the way back to last

Thursday, as Hampton and Sneezer

encounter the age-old childhood fear.

The Closet Monster.

Yah!

Yo, take kid. You awake?

Beat it. I'm trying to sleep. Hey,

you're not playing by the rules here. I'm

the terrifying closet monster, and you're

the hapless kid scared to death of me.

Like, that's the deal, you know. Look,

there's no such thing as closet monsters.

Oh, nuts. Oh, well, back

to the unemployment line.

Oh, look, it's Poogie. Hi,

guys.

Don't tell me the little pig boys start

believing. Hmm, yep.

I had him pegged as a lifetime

monster-phobic, for sure. It's a

changing world.

We just had a closet monster job open up.

Stop being Gila monsters! Not

Sneezer! Run for your life!

Hey!

Oog!You want a job?You get to scare a

harmless little mouse. Gee, thanks!

I just hope your insurance is paid up.

Rockin' frackin' underground.

This is gonna be great.

Hey, that's pretty good! I can make scary

sounds, too! Uh-huh, uh-huh, yep, I sure

can!

Uh, knock it off, kiddo. I'll do the

scary stuff here. Yaga,

yaga, yaga! You're boy, you're boy,

you're boy!

Eepy, eepy, eepy!

Eepy, eepy, eepy!

Listen, you juvenile rodent, I'm

Oogie, a really scary-type

monster! I'm like the living

embodiment of your darkest nightmares!

What do you say of that, kid?I... I..

I'm allergic to nightmares.

Someone get that kid an

anti-histamine. That

was funny! Scare me again,

Spooky! Hi.

Hi

I'm so ashamed! The monster lost her bag!

The monster lost his pants!

I like quit.

I lose more closet monsters that way.

I've got to find me a new line of work.

Maybe I can go to night school and learn

how to be a tooth fairy. Or an

Easter bunny. Or some other kind

of imaginary being who doesn't take so

much abuse. Oh well, I'll

sleep on it.

Oh, no! It can't be!

Please!

Anything but that! Hey,

Oogie, guess what?I'm back!