Alley Oop by Jonathan Lemon and Joey Alison Sayers for February 19, 1949
Transcript:
guz: king wur, you got a nerve, foulin' up our clean, sweet moovian air, with your ol' lemian carcass! man: peace, yer highness! have mercy on a poor broken ol' man! you crook! you snake in th' grass! woman: my stars, such language! umpa: let's go see what's up! guz: I been itchin' t'get my hands on your fat, greasy neck for a long time! awk! woman: papa!