The lunch buffet was particularly appealing today.

Shhhhhhhh. Here comes Richard Gere. Everybody hide!

Mavin the Mouse held the attention of four mammals for nearly eight minutes. That was enough. By the following week, Nike had already slapped its logo on him.

"C'mon Jerry! You mom won't find out! Just follow us to the party!"
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"Jesus Christ guys, I told you all before, one ounce per customer! I'm not running a wholesale store here!"
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"I swear, I don't know where the money is!"

I was going to say "at home with Richard Gere's cats." Damn you, kaufman.

Now Chippy was glad he'd spent a little extra money on a good home security system.

The ACME collection agency was brutal.

Four cats looking at a mouse.

"and Lo! To pay for his crime against the Gods, Danger Mouse was sentenced to jail for all eternity, guarded by paraplegic cats. -- The book of Fur-Bowl, verse 17"

Ok , So its 5 card stud, jokers are wild, and anyone caught with Ace's in their waterbowl gets eaten , ok?

** mouse: "you want me to toss what!?!?!?!?"

** "A re-incarnated Hitler wonders if he wasn't a little bit hasty in using the jews as scapegoats." (blantant reference to the brilliant comic Maus)

** "The honorable Elijah Mousamad preaches to his converted Mouslim deciples from inside The White-Devil Man's prison"

"I just flew in from the first floor and boy, is my tail tired! Huh... rough crowd..."