Uncle Harry: Well dunk my bread in the gravy. How'd you manage to get yourself in a mess like that?
Uncle Harry: Those kids are just showoffs. They're all bark, no bite, and I'll tell you something else, I have a feeling they're going to get what's coming to them sooner or later, their kind usually does.
Farmer Spivey: I don't take kindly to rodents like you, stealing my fertilizer, and messing up my fence!
Gordy Belcher: Oh yeah? I'm not the idiot who just blew a hole in it!
Farmer Spivey: Next time I'll catch you in here, I just might blow a hole in you. Make you a member of that there Vietnamese boys' choir.