Daffy: Excuse me, Granny. Do you have change for a dollar?
Granny: Change? No I’m sorry, I don’t.
Daffy: Well, can you do me a favor and watch my sthtuff here while I go break a dollar?
Granny: Of course.
Daffy: Thanks. Hey, I guethth they’re right. Sthenior cthitizens, although sthlow and dangerouth behind the wheel, can sthtill stherve a purpothe. I’ll be right back. Don’t you go dying on me!
Hey, you stay away from the frozen food section. Your boobs’ll harden.
Yosemite Sam: Ah’ma gonna give ya a break. Ah’ma gonna fix it, so’s ya don’t hear the bullets.
[Removes Granny’s hearing aid]
There ain’t no party wike my Gwanny’s tea party. Hey! Ho!
Like most people my age, I just existed.
Daffy: You look pretty good for a lady your age.
Granny: What age is that?
Daffy: [laughs] Sthtone Age…
[after pushing Granny down the stairs]
Duck Dodgers: You know what they sthay: To sthave the world, you have to push a few old ladies down the sthtairs.
Bugs: Granny! It’s me, Bugs, we spoke on the phone this morning.
Granny: The what?
Bugs: The telephone…
Granny: Ohh, the talky stick! Your voice was trapped in there this morning.
Daffy: Hey, Granny, it’s your favorite neighbor! Sthay, you got some sthnoo on your lawn.
Granny: What’s snoo, Daffy?
Daffy: Nothing, what *sthnoo* with you?
Granny: [having heard a tiger roar] Well, at least we’re in safe company.
Col. Rimfire: No hunter is safe, Ms. Webster.