Category: sylvester

Conversation

Sylvester Jr.: Father?
Sylvester: Sthorry, Junior. Go back to bed.
Sylvester Jr.: I thought you were the ghost.
Sylvester: There are no sthuch things as ghosts, sthon.
Sylvester Jr.: Granny says you can get ghosts.
Sylvester: Maybe that’s because Granny is a little too clothe to being one hersthelf. Go back to bed.

Anyway, like I was sayin’, canary is the…

Anyway, like I was sayin’, canary is the fruit of the sthky.  You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, sthaute it.  There’s uh, canary-kabobs, canary creole, canary gumbo.  Pan fried, deep fried, sthtir-fried.  There’s pineapple canary, lemon canary, coconut canary, pepper canary, canary sthoup, canary sthtew, canary sthalad, canary and potatoes, canary burger, canary sthandwich.  That-that’s about it.

Regular

Sylvester: [Sylvester Jr. bowls a gutterball] Alright, don’t worry about it.
Sylvester Jr.: I wish I could use the bumpers…
Sylvester: You don’t want the bumpers, life doesn’t give you bumpers.

Regular

[Surveying a suspect’s house]
Tweety: I tawt I heard tomething intide.  Wisten.
Sylvester: You thought you heard, or you did hear?

Conversation

Sylvester Jr.: Father, just for once don’t you want to try something new?
Sylvester: Oh Junior, trying is just the first sthtep toward failure.

Will you top being evil over my shoulder?

Will you top being evil over my shoulder?

This is how I go fishing guys, with a flashlig…

This is how I go fishing guys, with a flashlight and a flamethrower.

Regular

Granny: What was that?
Sylvester: [holding his phone] Text methsage.
Granny: A call isn’t even a call any more, it’s a text?
[then to herself]
Granny: I’m never catching up…

Regular

Sylvester: [holding a knife and fork at Tweety] If you really are what you eat, I should become you by morning.

Conversation

Sylvester Jr.: Father, what’s the definition of “ignorance and apathy”?
Sylvester: I don’t know, and I don’t give a sh-… care.