Phew.
Oh, you're doing such a nice job with your yard, Rocko.
I was wondering, perhaps you'd like to earn a few extra bucks
helping me with some odd jobs.
I could really use a man around the house today.
Well, actually Mrs. Bighead,
I've got quite a lot to do around here and I've only--
Now!
Now's good.
My shorts are chaffing me.
Heffer, you're here to lose that big gut, not eat.
The more I eat, the more weight I get to lose.
Arg! Me blubber's smacking me in the face.
If only I could do to the sea gym and lose some of this
belly off of me stern!
[whimpering]
[ticking]
Did you hear about the evil tuna?
He was rotten to the albacore.
[laughing]
Your fish stories got me in stitches.
Boy, that's a good one there.
Edgar, look!
Shh, baby.
Easy now.
Easy.
Hey guys, you'll never guess what I found.
My watch.
Can you believe my luck? Imagine, an entire ocean,
and it comes back to me. What are the odds of that?
Get the net there, Frank! It feels like a big one!
[screaming]
Whoa, baby! Bring it on home!
- Pull, Hef, pull! - I'm trying!
And so there I was, naked as a jellyfish in Davey Jones' Locker.
And I says, look you green hand,
are you gonna take this golden earring for payment or am I gonna have
to make ya eat it?
You're gonna wear that earring, it's a clip-on and it looks good on ya.
It goes good with your hat.
I'll tattoo your forehead with the heel of my boot...
[screaming]
And shove me spike right up his nose!
Davey reels back and heads for the rail.
That's when he sure as fell right there in front of me
Ba-boom! The blast took me aback.
And threw the mast head straight down until the end of the crocodile...
Rocko, don't let go.
Hold on tight, Heffer!
I... I'm trying!
I can't get a grip!
[moaning]
Can I have some more cheese?
It must be great to be big.
To stand tall, to be noticed.
And not have to stand on a box.
Yo munchkin, can you hear me down there?
Can I help you?
Yeah, I want that copy of Yellow Frog up there.
[struggling]
[screaming]
Here you are, sir.
Nah, changed my mind.
Just give me a box for these, shortie.
[chuckling]
A box?
Yeah, like that one.
My box? You need my box?
Look squirt, just hand it over.
So long, short stuff.
Hey kid, you seem anybody who works here?
- I work here. - You?
Well yeah, OK.
Me and my brothers are in the market for a book
called Snow Bunny and the Seven Short Hares.
Got a copy?
Here you go, mate.
[squealing]
Thanks a lot, pee-wee.
Hey, mister!
Get out!
No elf is gonna call me 'shortie'.
I know I'm vertically challenged. I don't need an elf telling me.
I guess Rocko left work early. I'll have to dock his pay.
♪ Rocko's Modern Life ♪
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