Gazoo:
I come from a planet too far for you to fathom and a civilization too advanced for you to comprehend.
Barney Rubble:
Wait a minute, Fred. I'll bet we get wishes!
Gazoo:
Pardon?
Barney Rubble:
Yeah. We let you out of the fancy bottle and now we get wishes, right?
Fred Flintstone:
Yeah, Barney's right. Let's get this started. What do we have to rub?
Gazoo:
Now, look here. I am not some sort of friendly cartoon genie, and that is not a bottle. It is a spacecraft. I am of a highly evolved alien species. I don't do funny voices, I don't sing catchy songs, and I do not posess a magic carpet for your big, bloated behinds to float upon! I am here to observe your species mating rituals, OK, dum-dums?
Fred Flintstone:
Dum-dums? Hey, was that an insult?
Gazoo:
Well, if the shoe fits.
Barney Rubble:
What's a shoe?
Gazoo:
Yes, it was an insult.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:19

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