What is that? What is that I hear? Where’s it coming from? I hear a sthiren, but I don’t sthee any fire, I don’t sthee any sthmoke. Whenever there’s a sthiren, it means there’s a fire, but I don’t sthee any sthmoke. That sthiren. Where is it coming from? Where’s that sthound coming from?
Daffy (as Santa): And what do you want Sthanta to bring you, Clyde?
Clyde: A cool pair of wings so I can fly!
Daffy: Yes. And Sthanta wants another $1.50 an hour, but apparently he’s not getting that either! Sthee Clyde, dethception is also a gift.
Porky: [a small monster has latched onto Daffy’s head] I th-th-think it’s trying to s-s-suck his brains out, Bugs!
Bugs: Poor thing’s gonna starve.
Bugs: What’s that smell?
Daffy: I’m nuking a burrito.
Bugs: Mmm. Junk food and radiation. Good combo.
Porky: Hey, I’m not g-g-going anywhere until I get my m-m-m-money.
Daffy: Get comfortable, pal. You’re the worst mobile DJ I ever hired.
Porky: I th-th-thought people liked my voice.
Porky: Th-th-this one’s for all the l-l-lovers in the crowd.
Daffy: How about one for all the sthnipers in the crowd?
[Bugs and Porky accidentally spray Daffy with a liquid that attracts eagles, and run inside]
Daffy: Open the door! Open the door, for god’s sake!
[the eagle doesn’t show up]
Daffy: What, I’m not good enough for ya?
Bugs: If the eagle didn’t show, then what does it attract?
[Daffy is suddenly attacked by a pack of squirrels]
Daffy: Help! Help! Let me in!
Bugs: You know, I’d run for cover, if I were you.
Daffy: Because eagles eat squirrels.
Daffy: I have an idea. Well at least hear me out first!
Bugs: Uhh, Daffy nobody objected.
Daffy: Oh, OK. Anyway, if you’re afraid to take a physical, you could get Porky to take it for you.
Daffy: Why are you looking at me approvingly?
Bugs: Because I’m proud of you. We can now add the woid savant to your title.
Taz: Taz find it! Most dangerous things on face of planet! Look!
Platypus Brothers: Brussel sprouts?
Digeri Dingo: But Taz, brussel sprouts aren’t dangerous; they’re actually good for you.
Taz: Good for you? Have you ever tasted these things? Yuck!
Bugs: You must be the Mad Hatter.
Daffy: Why do I always have to be the Mad Hatter? Why can’t you be the Mad Hatter for once? Oh, alright, I’ll be the Mad Hatter again! You like hats? I’m mad about hats!