Category: foghorn leghorn

Regular

Foghorn: [handing his abductors his wallet] There’s five ah say there’s five hundred dollars in there.  And the wallet ah say the wallet’s worth more than that.

When ah find ah say ah find mahself in a posit…

When ah find ah say ah find mahself in a position like this, I ask myself what ah say what would General Motors do?  And then ah do ah say ah do the opposite, the opposite that is.

You gotta ah say you gotta grab the bull by th…

You gotta ah say you gotta grab the bull by the corns.

Conversation

General Leghorn: Pete ah say pete, dotting the Is crossing the Ts, thank you ah say thank you for that.
Pete Puma: We do our homework.
General Leghorn: You misspelled ah say you misspelled “intern.”

Conversation

General Leghorn: Anything ah say anything else, Agent Fudd?
Elmer: It’s Special Agent Fudd, but that couldn’t matter wess.

Regular

Foghorn: [re: soap opera] Ah don’t ah say ah don’t understand.  Don’t ah say any of these characters have jobs?
Carol: I don’t know, Mr. Leghorn. I think one of them is a surgeon.
Foghorn: They seem ah say they seem to have a lot of free time in the middle of the day, the day that is.

Conversation

NSA General Leghorn: In two ah say in two days, the Russians are going to shoot down the U-2.
Pete Puma: The rock group?

Conversation

NSA Agent Fudd: Sir!
General Leghorn: Yes ah say yes?
Agent Fudd: News fwom the Western Fwont, sir!
General Leghorn: Yes ah say yes, what is it?
Agent Fudd: The enemy attacked at dawn, sir.
General Leghorn: Yes ah say yes, how was it?
Agent Fudd: Well…the enemy were all weawing wittle silver hawos, sir, and they had faiwy wands with big stars on the end, and…
General Leghorn: They what ah say they what?!
Agent Fudd: They had spiders in matchboxes, sir!
General Leghorn: Good ah say good grief! How did our baws react?
Agent Fudd: Well, they… they were intewested, sir! Some of them, I think it was the Fourth Armoured Brigade, they…
General Leghorn: Yes ah say yes?
Agent Fudd: Well, they went and had a wook at the spiders, sir!

Conversation

Foghorn: Ah’m sorry ah say sorry, Daffy. What was ah say what was ah sayin’?
Daffy: You don’t know either? We gotta have a rule around here-when you sthpeak at least one of us has gotta be listening.

Regular

Foghorn: [about Pepe] He knows ah say he knows women like a jeweler knows jewels; like a meat-cutter knows meat!
Daffy: Like a marine biologist knows Marines.