*Bugs dressed as Granny is tossing random things out of a second story window and Yosemite Sam is catching them and throwing them to the side*
“Crazy dame is taking everything but the kitchen sink!”
*A kitchen sink with a pipe still attached suddenly falls into Sam’s arms*
“Your pets were hard to catch. They kept running away from my tranquilizer bullets?”
*Bugs and Granny stare at Blaque Jacque Shellac in shock and confusion*
“Tranquilizer bullets?”
“There’s no such thing!”
Excuse me. Hi, do you have a minute? I live in Jersey City and my car broke down and I need to get back ‘cause my aunt’s real sick and she needs this medicine but I need money for the bus. So I’m mugging you. Hand over your wallets!
Well I could use some help!
I would, but I can't feel my hands.
I meant Ray! Who's just standing there...Ray, on bionic legs!
Oh right. I forgot!
How do you forget you have bionic legs?!
Are you constantly aware you have regular leg bones?! No, you're--
Just pick up the jeep!
Okay, on three. One, two, threeaagh!
Ray?
What is that, what're you doing?!
My back my back my back my back!
Are you kidding me?! Bionic legs, and you lifted with your back?!
Hello, I’m Leonard Nimoy. The following tale of alien encounters is true, and by true, I mean false. It’s all lies, but they’re entertaining lies, and in the end, isn’t that the real truth? The answer is no.