Be silly, Set, sil vous plait!
And - buggar breakfast!
I've never had buggars . . . are they light and tasty? I don't want something heavy first thing in the morning . . .
HA ! ! !
The wabbit admits to having eaten buggars . . .
Huh? People TELL me stuff, ok?
Associating with buggar-eaters is at least is vile as eating buggars oneself. If one is a buggar-eater, one at least can blame the compulsion of addiction. If one is a buggar-eater-associater, it can only be by choice, living, as they do, at the very fringes of society with the developers, lawyers, and clergy.
Are you possibly speaking of bOOgers?
Don't play innocent, wabbit.
PLAY innocent???
Who says I am PLAYING innocent????
We've seen you after hours, bunny...
Oh my! WHERE did you get that picture of second cousin Delilah?
We haven't seen her in YEARS!
Is it recent?
I MUST tell great auntie Ermintrude.....
She looks a little....well....bad, doesn't she?
As though Bullwinkle pulled her out of the top hat of Charles Dickens.
Almost the right hat.
I think this is all quite bulgar.
Leave it to osso to separate the wheat from the chaff...
That was a very bad joke and you are a very bad doggy . . . but bulgar wheat did put me in mind of . . .
Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
Made it nearly seventy days
Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds
Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays
But at night I'd had these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat
Not zuchinni, fettucini or bulgar wheat
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat
Cheeseburger in paradise . . . paradise
Heaven on earth with an onion slice . . . paradise
Not too particular not too precise . . . paradise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise
Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again
Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead
Well it reminds me of the menu at a holiday inn
Times have changed for sailors these days
When I'm in port I get what I need
Not just havanas or bananas or daiquiris
But that american creation on which I feed
Cheeseburger in paradise . . . paradise
Medium rare with mustard 'be nice . . . paradise
Heaven on earth with an onion slice . . . paradise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise
I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well good God almighty which way do I steer for my
Cheeseburger in paradise . . . paradis)
Makin' the best of every virtue and vice . . . paradise
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice . . . paradise
To get a cheeseburger in paradise
To be a cheeseburger in paradise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise
Ah . . . give me three cheeseburgers . . .
Cheesebuggy, cheesebuggy, cheesebuggy! ! !
Oh, an' give me three cokes, too . . .
No coke, Pessi, we change . . .
OK, give me three Pepsis, then . . .
Cheesebuggy, cheesebuggy, cheesebuggy, pessi, pessi, pessi . . .
