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"I don't know why you care.
I don't know what's out there. |
"I don't knew where or how.
Just take me to your leader now.
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"Take me to your leader now." |
[More fun with the negative effect.]
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[And another WB-cartoon iris.] |
Justin is adjustin' to the odor from Theodore's
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Ever-green incence, |
But aroma therapy
[Percussionist and drummer hard at work.]
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Don't make him any younger than Oliver's all-liver
suppliments.
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His late mate |
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Marilee merrily said immortality
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Can't be bought in a jar. |
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[Okay, this isn't exactly fair, I know, but this
freeze-frame was just too funny looking to pass up.]
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This just in: |
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Justin's had enough of cure-alls.
Gonna quiz the neighbor kid with the fish on his car.
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He says: |
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"I don't know why you care. |
"I don't know what's out there.
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"I don't know how it's done." |
[Sleeeeeepy Duncan. All these shots are hard to
see in the full-speed tape, so I thought I'd take a few screen
shots of our favorite tired percussionist.]
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[Yawwwwn.] |
[Nice big stretch.]
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"Just take me to your leader, son."
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" I see you've got the joy." |
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[The alien woman is gettin' into it.]
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"I've seen you live it, boy.
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"It's real, it's free... |
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...it's fun. |
"So take me to...
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"Your leader...
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...son. |
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"Take me to your leader, son." |
[More dancing and negative effects with the
alien woman.] |