I weft before the pwot could thicken
Now your stew just tastes wike chicken
You thwew me in a gweat big pot , with
Okwa and cawwots and water hot
Under the wid , the tempewature wose
Roiwing and boiwing , I took off my cwothes
Dancing on stilts made fwom celewy sticks,I
Wifted the wid , and got out of there qwick!
Ew! ,I'll get you wadio boy
Andwew Scott , you should not toy, with
Me , E. Fudd , though I'm soaking wet,know that I will get you yet!
Shhh... be wewwy qwiet I'm pwotting my wevenge...
Heh Heh Heh Heh Heh
[This message has been edited by E.Fudd (edited 02-04-2000).]