Category: wile e coyote

The paths of experimentation twist and turn th…

The paths of experimentation twist and turn through mountains of miscalculations and often lose themselves in error and darkness!

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Cage E. Coyote: [entering a bar holding young Wile] This is Wile E. Coyote, my son.  Genius.

Regular

Sam Sheepdog: [to Wile E. Coyote] …Funny way to start a friendship, me thinking you were someone else…I leave a piece of my soul on the floor every time I do this song-and-dance.  Go out like a battleship, come back like a raft.

Conversation

Wile E.: Not only have you impeculiated my dictionary, you have also lost the chance to act as patron to the only book in the world that is even better!
Bugs: Oh. And what is that, Doc? “Dictionary 2: The Retoin of the Killer Dictionary”?

Oh, I’m sorry Bugs.  I’m inuspepti…

Oh, I’m sorry Bugs.  I’m inuspeptic, frasmotic, even compunctious to have caused you such pericumbobulations.

Button A means, yes. Button B means, Yes! And …

Button A means, yes. Button B means, Yes! And Button C means YES!  Not pressing any of the buttons means…you forgot to press one of the buttons.

Conversation

Wile E.: The elasticity of it’s flesh is too resilient.
Daffy: And it’s really rubbery too.

Conversation

Duck Dodgers: Mr. Coyote, we need warp power now!
Wile E. Coyote: Matter-antimatter mixture ratio settings at optimum balance… reaction sequence corresponding to specified norms… magnetic plasma transfer to warp field generators at programmed specs! Captain, we should be going like a bat out of hell!

Imagine.  An island three feet wide, one thous…

Imagine.  An island three feet wide, one thousand feet below.  I have to drop a survival box to save a guy named Joe.  So, I calculate my altitude, direction, and wind speed, then factor in the box’s weight and the angle that I need.  Now, I’m not ashamed to say I hit a perfect bull’s-eye, I wave and move on.  Joe can eat until he’s rescued, I just hope he likes croutons.

Conversation

Wile E.: I can’t compete with you physically, and you’re no match for my brains.
The Crusher: You’re that smart?
Wile E.: Let me put it this way. Have you ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?
Crusher: Yes.
Wile E.: Morons.