Witchiepoo:
"Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!"
Orson:
"Please, Witchiepoo! Calm down."
Witchiepoo:
"Calm down he says. The commander in chief of all witchdom is bringing our convention here and she wants to see my flute and I don't have my flute and he says... CAAAALLM DOOOOWWWN!!!"
Mrs. Fleck:
"What's going on? What happened"
Boy 1:
"It's Jimmy Mrs. Fleck! Jimmy did it!"
Mrs. Fleck:
"It's you again isn't. You little trouble maker!"
Jimmy:
"I'm really sorry Mrs. Fleck!"
Boy 2:
"Look at my drum Mrs. Fleck. He broke my drum!"
Boy 1:
"He kicked me!"
Jimmy:
"I didn't kick him, he tripped me, honestly he did!"
Boy 2:
"Iroli didn't do anything, Mrs. Fleck. Jimmy's the one."
Mrs. Fleck:
"You little bully, you. I'm expeling you from the band."
Jimmy:
"No, please don't drop me from the band Mrs. Fleck. My parents will really be upset!"
Boy 1:
"It's no wonder you were kicked out of jolly old england!"
Jimmy:
"I wasn't kicked out, my dad was transfored here by his buisness frim."
Mrs. Fleck:
"Enough with this twiddle twadle! Your holding us up! Go! Scat, Scat!
(after walking in the woods, Jimmy sits down by a tree talking to his flute)"
Jimmy:
"You sure are a lucky fellow. No teachers to yell at you, no kids to make fun of the way you talk, and luckest of all you can't feel lonlieness. Well, I won't be needing you anymore now that I'm kicked out of the band."
Witchipoo:
"Now you're finger-lickin' good!"
Pufnstuf:
"You can't cook me, I'm the mayor! I'm out of season. I'll give you heartburn!"
Pufnstuf:
"When you said you wanted me for dinner, you didn't say I was gonna be the dinner!"
Pufnstuf:
"That Pufnstuf, I ought to feed him to the sharks!"
Witchipoo:
"Shut up, down there, you pot-bellied iguana!"
Stupid Bat:
"Stupid Bat, reporting for duty!"
Witchipoo:
"I've heard about the birds and the bees, but this is ridiculous!"
Witchipoo:
"Roses are red, violets are blue. Look who's here... Witchipoo!"
Witchipoo:
"They broke my Vroom Broom!"
Boss Witch:
"Until then, keep rotten!"
Witchipoo:
"My torture racks are jammed with good guys!"
Jimmy:
"You're a dear little dragon, you're a personal pal."
Witchipoo:
"Oh, why didn't I listen to mother and marry a nice, reliable werewolf?"
Witchipoo:
"Scram, or I'll zap you all into centipedes with bad feet!"
Pufnstuf:
"The castle's on fire, and I ought to know, I'm the fire chief!"
Witch Hazel:
"Honey, you couldn't stop the show with power brakes!"
Witch Hazel:
"Hi, Poo, what's new?"
Jimmy:
"Freddie's so tiny, he can't stand much torture!"
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