Originally posted by Edwina's Secretary
What... no Clam Juice!???
Originally posted by Randi
I didn't dare mention it, because Phred might just send the rest of his store over!
Smokey, cummere, QUICK!
Go grab da Jugga Klam Juze outta da fridge - we gotta send it ober to the Kat Gang in a place called Denmark... They'z havin a Partee an wunna *try* the stuff out...

NUTZ ta you, Cinnerz !
Go grab it yer selfz - *I* aint touchin dat Jug - prolly getz me pawz all taminated!

OK... tell Bootsy to go get it, then...
We gotta wrap it up an find sum stampz ta lik 'n stick - this mite be our onlee chanz ta unload the durn Klamz affore Dad tryz ta pour em on our dinner sum nite!! Ya know he jest *hatez* ta throw ennythin away...

Uhhhh, Cinnerz... YOU tell da Kat.
He's layin there doin Dat Thing wiffa tippy-tip-tip uvva tail; an I tink he'z flashin hiz Klawz, too!

I'z gonna go find a hunka Crismuss Papur - we'll rap it up purdy fur da KatKidz.

Awww, NUTZ! Why do I hafta do allua Durty Werk round dis howze!?