Can I help you?
Hello! I'm Rear Admiral Floyd.
And I'm selling Military Scout Cookies door-to-door.
Please buy some and help keep guys like me off the streets?
And, I can win a trip to Honduras if I sell enough boxes!
I'll buy as many as you want me to!
Just don't shoot!
Oh, you are too kind.
Let it go, Cow! This ain't for stupid girls!
Oh, come on, please?
Chemistry sets ain't for Cows!
I said!
Oh, come on!
No!
Oh, let me play?
No!
Use this pretty bottle, Big Brother!
It is full of pretty water!
Brings back memories of our first chemistry set, Momma.
Remember that double-headed gerbil we made?
Do I? Who could forget Skippy?
Yeah.
Giving him away to the Salivation Navy almost made me sad.
Oh, come on! I will be careful this time!
Hey, keep your meat paws off! Hey!
Well! Congratulations you two!
This here is perpetual energy!
Yes, sir! Cheap, efficient power.
Think of the uses!
Yeah, get your own dream weenie.
Look, kids! A bunny! A big fat pig! Grandpa!
I don't want to buy any cookies.
Well, I'm not asking you to buy my Military Scout Cookies.
I'm telling you!
But... but I'm allergic to cookies.
And what does that mean to me?
That'|| be one hundred bucks!
Here's your cookie.
Thanks, ma'am!
Oh, yippie-ki-oh-ki-ay!
If I keep this up,
maybe the boys at the Pentagon will finally notice Rear Admiral Floyd.
Kinda looks like a beam of perpetual energy.
Hello!
Rear Admiral Floyd of the Man Navy!
Well, what can we do for you, Mr. Rear Admiral?
Did that Cow and that Chicken create perpetual energy
with a child's chemistry set?
Why.. Yes, they did.
Well, the Man Navy would like to buy Cow and Chicken for eight boxes
of Military Scout Cookies.
Read Admiral, our kids are not for sale.
Did I say "buy"? I meant, draft!
Draft them for eight boxes of Military Scout Cookies.
Well, that's okay.
But we do not want to be drafted!
Dad loves Military Cookies!
No, wait! We are not goin'!
Oh, yes you are!
The Man Navy allows Rear Admirals to take livestock in time of need!
Guess what time it is?
Mom?
He is a Rear Admiral!
Clearly.
Get in the tank!
To the Pentagon!
Welcome to the Tentagon!
Hey, I thought you said we was goin' to the Pentagon?
Walk this way!
Now, you kids stay in there and don't come out
until you've created perpetual energy!
Again!
Delightful!
Hey, look at all the carcinogens!
Come on, ladies! Make me famous!
Rats! That wasn't it!
Oh, my ocular organs?
Oh, good try, Big Brother.
Fetching.
I don't need no help from no big boned little sister.
Oh, but we're a team. Come on!
No!
Please, oh, please?
Get it. Give me!
All right, ladies, that's enough!
Give me that! Let go!
Hey, look!
It's Mom and Dad's two-headed gerbil, Skippy!
You mean three-headed!
Three-headed and rotund.
Oh, things are not looking up for the Rear Admiral!
Hey, Skip, easy with the waddle!
Skippy is going to eat my Big Brother!
This looks like a job for...
Super Cow! A la rescuettie!
Un poco de estos.
This is bad.
This is worse.
Sure is nice to have the kids home again.
And it was so sweet of Super Cow to return Skippy to us.
You know, with three heads, he's even better than ever.
And with that new friend of his, he'll never be lonely!
Rear Admiral's got a side ache!
You know, the middle head's kinda nice,
but the other two bite big wind!
Hey, geez, Cow! You gotta get outta my tree fort!
- You're gonna break it! - Why?
One, it's for men only.
And B, you're a six-hundred-pound girl!
This is the happiest day of my life!
This is the flattest day of my life.
You don't need pants for the victory dance,
'cause Baboon's better than Weasel.
I.R. Baboon's a big star of cartoon.
I. M. Weasel!
I.R. Baboon reigns king in his mind,
he's just baboon with a wiggle behind.
But round every comer he's likely to find...
I. M. Weasel!
Ya-hoo! Giddy up, mule!
Hey, Mister. Y'all been on that horsie forever.
Yeah! Give somebody else a chance!
Hey! LR. Stay on horsie all day if LR. Want to!
LR. Boss of whole store!
Lowly bag boy Baboon, car fire in aisle five!
Yay! Yippee! Hooray!
The corn is as Yellow as an elephants...
Hello, Baboon.
Another day, another car fire, aye?
Why don't you go wax your zucchini?
I've already waxed them.
Thanks for caring.
Why are Weasel always getting easy jobs?
Hey, guess what?
They put up the new Employee of the Month photo.
Hey! Maybe manager are putting up picture of LR. Baboon.
Oh, from now on, LR. Getting to squirt vegetables,
not Weasel!
I.R. Squirting vegetables!
Not fuzzy Weasel.
Hey, Baboon.
Better get over to the ladies room fast.
All the toilets are backing up.
Oh and, don't forget your waders.
Well, I'm all done dusting my bananas.
Time to go rub down my melons.
Excuse me, Ferret?
Are... are you addressing me?
I am Weasel!
Weasel? Ferret? Whatever.
Hey, what is meant by "bananas, one dollar a pound"?
What's up with that?
Well, Banana, I must tell you in all honesty
that people buy you, peel you and eat you.
You... you're murderers!
Ca-cannibals!
Now, wait! I... Killer!
Back off, Gerbil!
I've got a banana, and I'm not afraid to use it!
Food assistant to the apprentice bag boy?
Baboon?
Clean up in Produce!
Easy little fellow. No one's going to harm you.
I can't believe it. A smart banana.
Wait! Stop that banana!
Halt! Come back, I say!
Oh, now LR. Getting it!
Weasel are losing control of fruits!
|.R. will smoosh rogue banana and get Weasel's job!
Where is you be, Banana?
Now I've got you, Weasel!
You've fallen into me trap!
You cannot escape!
You are doomed!
LR. Will save Weasel from Banana,
and will be Employee of Month for sure!
All right, Banana!
Your days are...
I've tilted my kilt, Checkmate!
Mr. Banana, do you know how many fruits are self-aware?
One out of ten.
That's ten out of one hundred.
Anyway you slice it, you're pretty special.
Oh, please don't say "slice" around a banana.
Blow me bag pipes!
My theory is that when you approach the speed of light...
You become your own grandma!
Ah yes! We are of the same mind!
Oh, Weasel having smart friend.
Well, LR. Having smart friend, too.
So, Mr. Grape,
how are it feel to be smartest grape in whole world?
What you say?
Oh, really?
Oh, grape are so kind!
He are saying he are almost as smart as his best friend, LR. Baboon!
Everybody knows that all grapes are idiots!
Hey! I just had the grandest idea!
A smart banana, like you, needs to see the world,
to soak up as much culture as he can.
Next stop, Fresno!
There it is, Banana.
The most famous painting in Fresno.
The Mona Lisa.
Lookie, Grape!
You like this dusty old painting?
Pardon.
How much for old picture of funny looking lady?
Come?
My friend, intelligent Grape, are not wanting frame,
so he are getting discount, right?
Boy, LR. Sure had great time in Fresno!
Me, too.
Next stop, Barstow!
Banana!
We must get him to a fruit hospital immediately!
This mean we not going to Barstow?
Take it easy, old friend.
Oh, don't be sad.
I've lived a long time for a banana. It could've been worse.
I might have ended up in a bowl of corn flakes.
We sure had some good times together, didn't we, Weasel?
Why, it seems like only yesterday.
It was yesterday!
|.R., whatever happened to your friend,
the world's smartest grape?
Oh, |.R. got hungry.
Weasel? Weasel?
Take care of me bagpipes!
He gone.
I guess you're right.
You know what this means, don't you?
Banana cream pie!
You know, this is the best friend I ever had.
For dessert!
Hey! This here is fun, yeah?
Yeah.
But it would've been a lot funner if we'd have had a quarter.