Thumbtanic

Sub Pilot:
She's naked... and she's not wearin' any clothes, too!

Sub Pilot:
She's naked. And she's not wearing any cloths, too!

Jake:
I'M THE KING OF THE GLOBE! WOO-HOO!

Dentist:
I'M A DENTIST! YAY!

'Really A Woman' Guy:
I'M REALLY A WOMAN! WEEEEEE!

Elvis:
Hail to the king, baby. Say, read it. Get my cape.

TV Anchor:
An amazing discovery today: A drawing of a naked lady found at the bottom of the ocean. Sources close to the drawing say, "Not only is she Nekkid, but she ain't wearing any clothes, too."

Geranium:
I'm flying, Jake! I'm really flying!

Jake:
Big deal, I'm the king of the globe... fatty.

Jake:
Just how I like 'em... all big and big-like.

Captain:
All hear this! Increase speed beyond reason!

Geranium:
Yawn. I'm tired of being rich. I want to be poor: dance with paupers, and have sex in a car. Oh, I do so want to be poor.

Geranium's Servant:
You want to be poor? Are you half crazy? I work eighteen hours a day, for a mere shilling a week; then I return to a freezing room the size of a closet! Oh, I would pack myself in excrement if it meant just staying one degree warmer.

Geranium:
I do so want to be poor... except for all those parts.

Jake:
When we hit the water, swim for the surface and breathe above the water! Breathe the air, not the water! Don't breath the air! Or any mixture of air and water you know like...