Well, he is a platypus. They don’t do much.
Slather on your sunscreen, listeners, ‘cause tomorrow’s weather calls for another scorcher.
I bet everyone we know saw it. Enjoy it while it lasts, Candace. Fame is fleeting…
Well, just remember, Gaston said I’ll always be his 'coup de crayon'.
Now who would buy a brick for a toy?
Still a man of few words, I see.
Glad you liked the card, Mom.
Yeah, we’re inside Candace’s stomach.
They say if you love something, let it go.
I can’t believe how fast we put this together.
I guess you were right. Girls are just as good as boys. Thanks again. Woohoo, the F-Games rock!
What did you think the scariest thing was?
Can’t you guys just find some old nuts and bolts lying around and jury-rig up some kind of machiny dealy-bob and get us out of this situation?
Perry was in the dream, too. He was like a super-secret agent or something.
So the watermelon shrank?
Maybe it’s the space authorities. Did we do something wrong?
Hey look, our game show set instantaneously miniaturized itself.
We’ll build the best dang car wash in the whole dang world. Dang it. I- I can’t really pull that off, can I?
Ferb, honey, aren’t you a little old to be playing in the ball pit?
Well, it looks like we don’t have to go to the future after all.
Bubble gum, bubble gum running in a sack…
It took a whole lot of hard work to build this town. We should be proud.
Do you smell what I smell, Ferb?
Well, this is fun. It’s a little girly for us, isn’t it?
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