| Mom: Time wounds all heels.
Jukka the Sling: O thou who art fleet of scut.
Fleetscut: Can't even pronounce a bally chap's name right. How'd she like it if I called her Sling the Jukka? I say, that's a good idea, why don't we sling her?
Fleetscut: Ooh the famine cramps, me paws've gone dead, i can't see, it's the Scoffless Lurgy, I've been struck down with the Witherin' Ear Fever!
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