I forgot about the Good Idea, Bad Idea segments. Those were so random.
Randy Beaman's stories were hilarious. Mime Time was good to.
I'll take you guys down memory lane with some famous quotes:
Dr. Scratchansniff: "No more jokes, now, go plant yourselves on the couch."
[The Warners literally plant themselves]
Dr. Scratchansniff: "I said no more jokes!"
Yakko: "This isn't a joke, it's a visual gag."
Yakko: "Don't worry, siblings. We'll sell that nice man a box of cookies, or die trying! Or try dying! Or do some tie-dying!"
Yakko: But we're not doing it for the sake of art, and we're not doing it for the sake of money. No! We'll do it because... we like painting naked people!
Mr. Plotz: "I need you to take a letter."
Wakko: "Okay, where do you want me to take it?"
Mr. Plotz: "No, I want you to write a letter."
Wakko: "Okay! Hmm...dear Santa: I have been ever so good this year! I want a new mallet and a shiny brass anvil."
Mr. Plotz: "No, no, write a letter for me, for me!"
Wakko: "But I don't know what you want for Christmas."
Stewardess: "Would you like anything?"
Slappy: "Perhaps a sedative."
Stewardess: "I don't get it."
Slappy: "Go away."
Brain: Now, Pinky, if by any chance you are captured during this mission, remember you are Gunther Heindriksen from Appenzell. You moved to Grindelwald to drive the cog train to Murren. Can you repeat that?
Pinky: Mmmm, no, Brain, don't think I can.
Yakko: "Citizens of Anvilania, I stand before you, because if I was behind you, you couldn't see me."
Miss Flamiel: Yakko, can you conjugate?
Yakko: Who, me? I've never even kissed a girl!
Miss Flamiel: No no no. It's easy. I'll conjugate with you.
Yakko: Goodnight, everybody!
Miss Flamiel: We'll move on to science. Dot, what can you tell me about the great scientists of the nineteenth century?
Dot: They're all dead.
Miss Flamiel: No no no!
Dot: All right. They're all living.
Miss Flamiel: No no no!
Yakko: Well, now we're getting into philosophy.
Rasputin: Slow down!
Yakko: Why? Everyone else is Russian around here!
A pun. Har Har....
(Yakko distracts Death by jumping on his shoulders and covering his eyes)
Yakko: Guess who.
Death: Uhh...Christian Glover (sp?)
Yakko: Nope.
Death: Kathy Lee Gifford?
Yakko: Naw, you're way off.
Death: That Urkel kid!
Yakko: HEY! YOU PEEKED!
Death: Feel free to move first. It really doesn't matter. I haven't lost at checkers since time began.
Yakko: When was that?
Death: I think it was a Tuesday. Very few people know that.
Dot: WE WANNA STAY TOGETHER!
Death: I'm a bonded carrier. I can't bring unauthorized personnel.
Yakko: Whyyy?
Death: Our insurance won't cover you in case of an accident.
Dot: Whyyy?
Death: Because, we can't afford the insurance premiums!
Yakko and Dot: Whyyy?
Death: (Irritated) It's not in the budget!
Yakko and Dot: (Smiling) Whyyy?
Dot: Are we dead?
Yakko: Or is this Ohio?
Yakko: "Come, siblings, to the war room! By the way, where is the war room?"
King Arthur: "Actually, we don't have a war room."
(Wakko pulls a war room door out of his bag)
Wakko: "You do now!"
Crowd: "The dragon! The dragon!"
Yakko: "Can someone stop these people from yelling 'dragon'?"
(anvil falls on crowd)
Yakko: "Thank you!"