We interrupt this program to bring you
Courage the Cowardly Dog show!
Starring Courage, the Cowardly Dog!
Abandoned as a pup, he was found by Muriel,
who lives in the middle of Nowhere with her husband Eustace Bagge.
But creepy stuff happens in Nowhere.
It's up to Courage to save his new home.
Stupid dog! You made me look bad!
Get rich, real quick!
I did it and so can you!
All you have to do to learn the secret of my success
is send me money!
- Big deal. - That's right.
It's as simple as that.
Get out your checkbook, credit card and wallet,
and send them to me!
My, Courage, you're working like a dog!
Have a drink of nice, cold lemonade before you faint.
Ooh!
Ah!
Oh, my!
Have a cupcake, Courage.
- Yay! - It'll keep up your energy.
Why don't I get a cupcake?
Such a good, cupcake-loving dog.
Stupid, no-sharing dog.
Stupid nature!
And that was the last sound Percival made
before he was eaten alive by the haunted haggis.
Would you like to hear another, Courage?
Good, this one's called, "The Haunted Tent."
When I came to this country
three weeks ago, I only had a nickel.
Now, I own three apartment buildings and a fleet of limousines.
Stupid millionaires. Money just falls into their laps.
What's... Huh?
Oh!
Huh?
Wha?
No!
The haunted tent grew tighter and tighter
around the scared little Boy Scout,
until he let out a horrible scream.
Oh, my!
Eustace? Eustace?
Eustace?
I wonder where that man went to.
Don't worry, Courage. I'm sure Eustace just went for a walk.
I think we're just a little on edge.
Haunted haggis will do that to ya.
Oh!
Oh, look, Courage! Friends of the forest.
Have you seen my Eustace?
Oh, my!
Oh, my! This is most uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable and unnecessary.
And, in general, just plain...
Whoa!
Help!
Muriel!
No!
Muriel!
Hey! Hey!
Help me! Stupid dog!
Stupid, stupid dog!
Over here!
Get me and me money down from here!
Stupid, tree-slamming dog!
Stop your playing, dog!
Ooh.
Stupid, tree-playing dog.
These are the guys that did this to me!
Big deal.
Stupid dog.
They took me chair and TV!
I'm going hunting!
Quit your sniffing and just follow the tire tracks,
you stupid dog!
Oh, no! Not that!
They better not be messing up me chair!
That's horrible.
Would you like some popcorn?
Huh?
Oh, Courage! There you are!
It's all right, little ones. He's part of the family.
Come on, Courage. Come and watch the movie with us.
It's a scary one, it is.
Uh-uh.
They're really very nice, Courage. They just want a mother is all.
That's right. Plenty of room for everyone.
That's right. There's plenty of room for everyone.
Ah.
I got 'em right where I want 'em.
Oh!
A-ha!
Eustace, what are you doing to those children?
I'm gonna turn 'em in and get the reward!
That's what they get for stealing me chair and me TV!
Come back here with those sweet, misunderstood children!
Blah, blah, blah!
Courage, do something.
Huh?
Hey!
Who took my dollar? Where's my dollar?
Let those little raccoons go!
Make me!
Oh!
If those two little ones were worth that much,
that big raccoon is gonna make me a fortune.
Camping does such wonders for the spirit.
We must do it again soon.
I just wonder when Eustace will be coming home?
Get rich quick!
Get rich real quick!
I hate nature!
I hate spring-cleaning.
Velvet Vic. Now, that's what I call music.
Junk!
Junk.
Big junk.
Argh!
I want to hear my Velvet Vic.
... on WDIO Radio.
Here's one from Johnny and the Dildos.
Where's me Velvet Vic? Gimme me Velvet Vic!
Stupid radio!
I want me Velvet...
Ow!
Oh!
What do you know?
A Velvet Vic record!
This is me lucky day!
Huh?
Ah!
Now that's what I call music, dog!
Yuck!
Muriel! Come listen to my new Velvet Vic record!
Be there in a blink.
Just cutting the crusts off these sandwiches.
Gotta find just the right spot.
Oh!
Dragsville.
Huh? Stupid dog!
Keep your record-stopping paws off me music!
Oh, no!
What's... Huh? Who the heck are you?
Groovy-o, Daddy-o!
Oh! It's Velvet Vic!
Hey, Muriel! Lookie who's here!
How lovely!
How do you do, Mr. Velvet?
Swingin'.
Lovely. Please help yourself to sandwiches.
I'll go get some tea.
The head cheese and onion are my favorites.
Dragsville.
Phew!
Gotta hear that again.
No!
You want the sweetbread stuffer, or can I have it?
Come on, Pops. Let's swing.
Ah, I don't swing. I got a condition.
How's about it, Mama? You swing?
Well, when I was a girl, I played a wee bit.
Move over!
Take it home, baby girl. You're hot.
How's about it, Dads? Care to cut a slice of rug?
I told you, I've got a... Whoa!
Whoa!
Groovy-o!
Oh!
No!
We won't be jamming to these old tunes anymore.
Ooh. Swinging.
Gotta split, Pops. I'm going on the road.
Hey, you make money on the road?
Sacks, Daddy-o.
You're gonna need a road manager, ain't you?
Groovy-o. Let's book.
Muriel!
Oh, my!
No!
Surgery, pick up line 22.
Yes, yes.
The evil singer has trapped the round woman in this record.
What's up with that?
But I will clone you another record, good as new.
Oh, my!
No!
Oh!
So, you don't want to check out the flip side?
Junk! Get your junk!
Fresh junk for sale!
Get your ju...
Could it be?
No.
Could he possibly have...
No.
Did I maybe...
Leave me alone, you stupid dog.
Can't you see I'm busy getting rich?
Hmm.
That wouldn't happen to be a Velvet Vic record, would it?
Help! Help! Help!
To get Velvet Vic in, and the wife of the stupid one out,
you have to play the record while he's performing the song.
I'm afraid no magic can fix this.
Go digital.
Modern music is bad for you.
Hand it over.
Yay!
What?
Muriel, get off of there, you stage hog!
Hey, Mama! You're blowing my gig.
Well, I never!
Dragsville.
Yes!
This has got to be all your fault,
stupid, music-hatin' dog!
I'll take that.
And this.
Hey!
That's mine!
Licensing fee.
Swing!
Oh.
Isn't that nice? Eustace just loves his music.
Come on out! I know you're in there!
Someone? Anyone?
Who the heck are you?
But I don't do no do-si-do! I got a condition!
Oh! Whoa! Whoa!
WDIO Radio.
Stupid dog!
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Ripped & Corrected By mstoll March 2017
Ripped & Corrected By mstoll Released on www.Addic7ed.com