Storm Hawks, Season 2

[The Storm Hawks are preparing for a trip to the stratosphere. Stork walks in wearing a strange costume]

Piper:
...Stork?

Stork:
[after removing helmet] My prototype strato-suit... for protection from the dangers of the upper atmosphere...

Finn:
Are those... radishes?

Stork:
Only known defense against... strato-elves... [begins pointing to varies doodads on the suit, from his left to his right] This wards off the warro-weasels; this drives away the dreaded mist bunnies... [makes a hand gesture that looks like a rabbit, then points to the helmet] Oh, and that's the air supply.

Aerrow:
Uh, that's great, Stork. But for the rest of us, just do the air part, okay?

Stork:
Eh, it's your funeral, man...