Larry-Boy! And the Fib from Outer Space!

Larry-Boy:
Alfred! I've got work to do! Consider our game-- postponed.

Junior Asparagus:
Have you grown?

Fib:
Me? No, no. Well, maybe I've put on a few pounds, but Junior- I will always be your little Fib.

Junior Asparagus:
You've got LEGS.

Larry-Boy:
Drop the asparagus!

Fib:
Why don't you come and make me, little purple man?

Larry-Boy:
If that's the way it's gotta be...

Larry-Boy:
Look. Alfred. I've been driving around all day. I'm tired. I'm hungry. I have to go to the bathroom. This suit is very constricting. I'm coming home now.

Percy Pea:
Oh, it sure was. I especially liked the part where the space aliens beamed all those cows up into their spaceships and then switched brains with the cows so they could come back to earth and infiltrate our society unnoticed!

Fib:
Hmm. Sorta looks like candy!

Larry-Boy:
No, really! It's spandex. It's quite bitter- ALFREEED!

Junior Asparagus:
I did it! I broke the plate!

Larry:
We need to hurry this along. I have a meeting with the action figure people in ten minutes.

Bob:
Action figure?

Larry:
Yes, Bob. Larry-Boy mania is sweeping the nation. If you're not on board, you're gonna miss the train.

Bob:
I, ah, I had no idea!

Larry:
Now you do.