advertisement [answering phones at the stork's office] Daffy Duck: Good morning, Pig-&-Duck-Nip-n-Tuck Delivery Service. Yes, madam, your baby's on the way, yesirree. Parcel post. Good morning? I'm sorry, Bing, you've used up your quota. Hello? Oh yes, Mr. Canter. You say you haven't got that boy yet? Well, if at first you don't succeed... [laughs and goes to a long-distance phone] Daffy Duck: Hello? Oh, Mr. Dione. What? Mr. Dione, *please*. Hello? Yes, I know all deliveries are late. Oh, yeah? Well you're another! Hello? Sorry but... *quiet*! [the phones stop ringing. Daffy sighs with relief] Baby Hippo: I'm only three and a half seconds old. Porky Pig: Gosh. Here's an egg w-without an address. D-D-Daffy! Daffy Duck: Yes, sir. Porky Pig: This egg has no address. You'll have to sit on it and hatch it out to see who it b-belongs to. Daffy Duck: Yes, I'll have to sit on it, and... Oh, no! Oh-ho, no! Sitting on eggs is out. O-W-T out. [last lines] Mama Gorilla: Mr. Anthony, I have a problem! [in the style of Jimmy Durante] Drunken Stork: I'm mortified! [hiccup] Drunken Stork: I'm disgustipated! [hiccup] Drunken Stork: I do all da woik, and da faddahs get all da credit! [hiccup] Drunken Stork: Umbreago!