Bugs Bunny:
Oh carrots are divine, you get a dozen for a dime, it's magic. They fry, a song begins; they roast and I hear violins, it's magic. Why do I kid myself? Other loves that I have are all really few. When in my heart I know, the magic's my love for you.

Yosemite Sam:
I smell carrots a-cooking, and where there's carrots, there's rabbits.

Bugs Bunny:
I don't ask questions. I just have fun.