advertisement Cat: You have to wake up pretty early in the afternoon to beat this cat. Dog: [referring to a stuffed cat of his] I'll call him Little Cat! Cause he looks like you, only littler. Dog: Don't worry, Cat. They're not laughing with you; they're laughing AT you! Winslow T. Oddfellow: Hey Einstein, you makin' a flyin' machine or just a racket? Cat: They all go haha with laughing at me, and they make me spill my Ice Cream all gone. Dog: Be that as it may, your actions were rash. Cat: Huh? Dog: Nevermind. You wouldn't understand . Cat: You did this to me, bow-wow person! You make the smarts go byebye! Gimme smarts back! Cat: Quiet, Dog! I've got to listen for my name on the radio! Dog: Aw, I coulda told ya that! It's CAT! Dog: I am... DOG THE MIGHTY! Cat: Yeah, mighty ridiculous! Lola Caricola: Hola. I am Lola. Cat: My body! My body! My body! Dog: Cat! I thought you said Fred was going to a nice place! He's in chains! Cat: They're "nice" chains. Cat: Hello, Ingrids. Care to cha-cha-cha? Ingrid: Ja-ja-ja! Ingrid #2: I'll never dance with you two again! You stepped on my toes, and you ate my sister! Ingrid #1: [from inside CatDog] Ja! Lube: Hey! That's not CatDog... it's CatCat! Ingrid #1: [dancing with Cat and sitting on her sister's shoulders] The band is good, ja? Ingrid #2: Ja. Look at him swing those drumsticks. [the word, "drumsticks", echoes in Dog's head while he sees the drummer's drumsticks turn into turkey drumsticks] Dog: [to himself] Don't think about food. Don't even think about food! Dance Fiesta Singer: You've eaten everything in sight including my band!... and I love it! That was the most original dance I have ever seen! Dog: You know you love Winslow. Cat: Yeah. And nothing says lovin' like something from the oven. Mr. Sunshine: Wait, does this mean there's an Easter Bunny? Santa Claus: There better be, he owes me sixty bucks. Dog: Hi ho diggety! Cat: You'll have to excuse us. Our stomach has been a little bit on the flippy side lately. Right, Dog? Rancid Rabitt: You share stomach? Fascinating. What's that like? Dog: [half awake] Millions... millions of people... Cat: [imitating Dog] Millions of people have asked us that same question. Rancid Rabitt: Oh. You guys must be really popular. Cat: [imitating Dog] Oh, yes. Especially with the girls. Cat here is a chick magnet. Dog: It just doesn't get any better than this!