POTTY DOTTY: Sparky, could we try again?
THE CHARLIE: A-ha. Hahahahahahahahahahaha...
FIFI: And in other news, a drop of rain made its way slowly down the drainpipe without a care in the world. And the magpie stood atop the chimney defiantly as the mist began to descend.
PUCK: Mmm. Very nice. If I'd known just how tasty octopussy is, I'd have cooked the little blighter SO MUCH earlier.
BIRD: Film at eleven.
BUFFALO: Arf, arf!