Blik:The crown.
Gordon:The honor.
Waffle:Root Beer!
All:It's me!
Blik:Hey guys.
Waffle:The Burple facoty stands 3 hundre feet tall and spews real root bear foam on the quater hour.
blik:Waffle a root beer king need leader ship. Not a bunch of bladdy blah trivia.
Gordon:Besides it's just a rumor.
All:Sassyfass:
Togather:Rooty root root root root beer!
SAssyfass:
All:I do!
Sassyfass:
Blik:Personal Injury..
Gordon:Release..
Waffle:Form?
Blik:
Sassyfass:
[Waffle bangs on the cage]
Waffle:I want my root beer!
Gordon:Waffle. Look Waffle I understand you're being miffed at Mr. Blik and his cheating. I wanted to be king too.
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Blik:My people.
Sassyfass:
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Blik:Hey. Im supposed to mind the flaot.
Sassyfass:No you are the float.
Blik:
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Blik:My people.
Waffle:Grrr....Cheater lie cheater! Nyah!
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Blik:Bring it on Blimp boy!
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Blik:
Waffle:Oh yeah?!
Blik:A mouse? I have no brother.
Gordon:I got to do something.
Waffle:Cheater! You broke the rules!
Blik:
Gordon:
Waffle:He's a cheater, cheater. Say your sorry.
Blik:You're sorry?
Gordon:
Waffle:
Blik:
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Woman:Look giant inflated cats are attacking the city.
Man:Not again.
Sassyfass:What are they going. They're ruining my parade. Get them down!
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Sassyfass:You're fired!
Blik:But who can be a better king than me?
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All:AAAAAAHHHH!!!
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