Category: sylvester jr.

Conversation

Sylvester Jr.: Father, I’m a dime a dozen and so are you…
Sylvester: I am not a dime a dozen! I’m Sthylvethter J. Puththycat and you are Sthylvethter J. Puththycat Jr.!

Conversation

Sylvester Jr.: Father, all those stories I’ve come to find out are not true.
Sylvester: What? What? Who sthaid? From who?
Sylvester Jr.: Grandpa!
Sylvester: You’re going to believe a man that age?

This is not Burger King.  You can’t have…

This is not Burger King.  You can’t have it your way!

Regular

Sylvester Jr.: [upon being woken up] Come on, Father, five more minutes… Four? Three?
Sylvester: Is this an auction?

Regular

Sylvester Jr.: [after rehearing for the Mother’s Day play] I don’t think I should do this.

Sylvester: Well, what do you mean?  Why not?

Sylvester Jr.: I don’t even have a mom.

Sylvester: Well, you don’t need one to do the show.  I mean, you did the Veteran’s Day pageant and you haven’t been in combat.

I asked my father for a dollar for the school …

I asked my father for a dollar for the school picnic, he told me how he killed a grizzly bear with his loose-leaf notebook.

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Sylvester: This can’t happen. It’s just a doll! It’s just a sthtupid little plathtic doll!
Sylvester Jr.: Ah ah, that’s action figure!

Conversation

Sylvester: A fish sthaved my life once.
Sylvester Jr.: How?
Sylvester: I ate him.

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Sylvester: Now Junior., what do you want to be when you grow up?
Sylvester Jr.: Oh, an adult.

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Sylvester: Here we are. Joe’s. Always open.
Sylvester Jr.: I don’t wanna eat here.
Sylvester: What are you talking about? Everybody likes Joe’s, it’s an American insthtitution.