01x49 - Fairy Tales for the 90's

[bunniefuu]

Haha! Presenting for the line of

Acne Toys!

It's musical that's the fast by all the

hits on your two front teeth. It's sold

separately. Be that me toys-less

mega-hit, I-Packed Poon Club! And

here comes the Smug

Babies!

These poor ideas stink! Just look at our

crummy sails! If we can't come up with

the next core mega hit, help me poison

crew!

Get me the toy inventors in here pronto!

There's only one rabbit fired, sir.

Malcolm Geppetto. That old ghost still

here?

Bring whatever you got to the conference

room on the double.

They haven't forgotten me.

What do you got, chipetto?And you better

be good.

Oh, oh, it is, sir. It is good.

It's a marching, drum-beating,

wooden bunny.

I hate it. It's got no realism.

Boys want a pilot robot toy.

And girls want dolls, like our lace in

the face really francy deluxe!

How that holy is needed, Gepetto!

Look, Gepetto!I'll be blunt. This is your

last chance. You got your



hit, or else you'll be out the street

selling Dun Dun Batman t-shirt, let us

love me!

Uh, all right. This should do it.

Ow! Take this!

You hideous electronic freak!

Ah, what's the use?I'm just no good

at realistic toys. Oh, what do I do

now?

It's the Wishing Star! Oh,

I wish the world's next big toy

idea comes to me tonight! Oh,

who am I kidding?I'm finished,

washed up, I'm blue.

Hey, this isn't the Athletar and Rock

Festival.

Hmm, I knew I should have turned off the

telebuck port.

Ouch. Hey,

it's it's not a dream. You're here.

Why I wish came true. The toy

sensation of the 90s.

I need a check-up from the neck-up.

Come back, Rios, little toy bunny! You're

the answer to all my troubles! Please,

Santa's little helper, I am not a toy! My

name is b*stard and

I'm...

You just stay there, little toy bunny. We

got a big day tomorrow. Oh, the SPCA's

gonna hear about this!

Jump pedal!

Gentlemen, meet the number one toy

of the 21st century. Luster!

You guys got your nerve abducting this

innocent rabbit in the shadow hunt?What

are you googlers daring at, huhWhy don't

you pick a stubble your own shoe size?

Cats with toys, huhWhat do you want

when you get to know about toys anyway?

Well,

well I I thought it seemed like a

human.

Japano! You little

man! It's the first interactive

illiterate toy in the world! We'll make

billions!

She's got the Looney Tunes. I'm

out of here.

One, two, three,

four, five, six, red light.

One, two, three, four, green light.

One, two, three, red light.

One, two, green light.

Green light.

Four million and one. Four million and

two. Four million and three.

Company in

New York. They just keep going and going

and going.

Once upon a time in a beautiful forest.

development of prefabricated cotton

houses where there used to be a beautiful

forest.

You list three bears.

A couple there. Let's

see now. Can that be input, cat, or

the output adapter?Make sure to not let

the horse out at the power supply. A mama

bear. Hmm,

homemade porridge, the old-fashioned

way.

Take porridge packets from freezer.

Place microwave. Fast

button.

Oh, a snail! I broke

a snail! And last but not least, a little

baby bear. Eh, I

am bored. Why aren't you green with me,

you little expensive electronic coating

hot boss, are ya?Gee, Paw,

I don't like any of this geeky stuff. I

miss my old toys. I miss our old

game. Why, while other

bears were hibernating their lives away,

I clawed up that corporate ladder all for

my family. And this is a big thank you.

But I miss my old friends.

You don't need friends to know you have a

computer!

Uh, he-hello, computer buddy. Uh,

never mind that buddy garbage. Now give

me your lunch money, or you won't pass

out, Gibra.

There, homemade porridge. And it's

completely natural.

My porridge is too hot! Oh,

dear! My porridge is on fire!

My porridge is nuclear waste!

Well, we'll just have to wait for the

tools. HmmWhat can we

do while we wait?Can we pick a walk

in the woods?HuhCan we?Can we?

I have a better idea! We'll go

shopping!

Read the electronic imports! Insider

everything! Spin, spin, spin!

But I don't wanna go stop you! He'll

go something and like it fix the

American

way! Meanwhile, in a nearby forest, our

heroine, Elmira, had run out of woodland

creatures to play with.

Oh, little cuddly-wurry forest animals,

where are you?Oh, poo!

There's never any itty-bizzy-fuzzy

onesies in the forest anymore!

I wonder why.

Oh, I like to cut a pigeon. I like to

snuggle hares. I'd even squeeze a pivian.

The best of all are

bears! Goodness! Oh, have I a bear for

me to bundle and spindle and play with?

And hug!

Oh, little fuzzy bear!

you! I come to play with you!

Are you just a cutesy bootsy, fuzzy

wuzzy yet?

Come out you little teddy bear!

Any fuzzy wuzzies in there?Hello

little fuzzy bears, I love you!

Well, you know what happened next, so

let's cut to the chase.

Do you follow me, Paul's crisis?

It's highway robbery!

You've got to give him credit. Everyone

else does.

Papa! Somebody's been in our house!

That's impossible! My home surveillance

security system is foolproof!

Somebody's been eating my porridge!

Somebody's been eating my porridge!

Nobody ate my forest.

Somebody bet you hit my can coil.

Hello, little buddy bears, I

love you.

Someone's been sleeping in my acne

adjustable each liner.

Somebody's been sleeping in my acne

canning bed! Ma!

Somebody's been sleeping in my race car

bed! How do you know you haven't been

upstairs?! They took a wild

guess for.......

Oh, you're even buzzier and wussier than

I hoped for! Oh, you're all

buzzy and dusty! Don't worry, Mommy will

clean you right up!

Mama

will try you out.

Who's a little buddy when he's crazy?She

needs a nappy nap. She will make you

so comfortable.

Papa Ben, turn on his security alarm to

send for help.

Watch your ship, Charlie. She could be

armed.

Call for backup, Tony. Tell him we've got

wild animals on the loose. Quick!

Arrest that! He's crazy! That's what I'm

paying attention for! Oh, hey! Get the

tank on! He can

k*ll him!Don't worry, Miss. These animals

won't bother you again. Glad we could be

of service. You

know, they lose more fuzzy wedgies that

way.

Dang, yippee! Back home with the other

bears! And so the

three bears lived happily ever after.

Well, not exactly happily, but in a

cloud-controlled, professionally-managed

coexistence. I've always

hated this holding lost story, and I

always will!