Category: petunia pig


Bugs: [applauding Porky and Petunia] What an act!  It’s great!
Daffy: What a pair of hams!  They’re a riot!


Porky: C-C-C-Cicero, we p-p-promised your mother you were here to w-w-w-work hard, s-s-s-straighten out, and learn some g-g-good old fashion American values.
Peta Pig: [walks in] Dad, I need $300 dollars.
Petunia Pig: Peta, your cousin Cicero is here.
Peta: [to Will] Hi.
[turns to Porky]
Peta: Dad, I need $300 dollars.

Haste makes waste, so I rarely hurry.  But if …

Haste makes waste, so I rarely hurry.  But if a ferret were about to dart up my dress, I’d run.


[Petunia falls down the rabbit hole and her dress poofs up like a parachute]
Petunia: Well, after this I should think nothing of falling downstairs.


Yosemite Sam: Where are you going?
Petunia Pig: [frightened] Its a robbery.  I’m going to get you money out of the cash register.
Sam: Ah’ma robbin’ the bank.
Petunia: Well the bank is across the street.


Porky: W-w-why should I join the cadet corp?
Petunia: Because the new Army serves cake at every meal.
Porky: S-s-slice me in!


Priscilla Pig: Mom, when’s dinner? We’re starved.
Petunia Pig: Soon, baby. Your dad’s running late.
Peta Pig: Let’s eat everything and see if he can take a joke!


Bugs: Que sera, sera.

Lola: Whatever will be, will be.

Petunia: The future’s not ours to see.

Porky: Q-q-q-que sera, sera.

Daffy: Cha cha cha.


Peta Pig: [besides playing video games] There’s nothing else to do.

Porky: Aw, s-s-s-sure there is!  W-w-when your Mom and I were your age, k-k-kids used to ride their b-b-b-bikes all over, and build t-t-tree forts, and dress up dogs in f-f-funny clothes… all kinds of stuff.

Peta.: Fine. I’ll go outside if I have to.

Petunia: Dress up dogs?

Porky: Y-y-yeah, the l-l-little white dog with a b-b-b-black eye.

Petunia: That wasn’t us! That was “The Little Rascals”!


Petunia: [about the Narrator] Who’s that?
Porky: I d-d-d-d-dunno, but I keep hearing him consta-consta-all the time.