Just introducting a new running gag:
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Lucky: Do you think we'll like Frankenbeans, Rolly?
Cadpig: Do they taste like Frankenberry?
Voice: *from inside can* We taste a lot better than that!
Rolly: What the? George! So that's where you've been!
George: I didn't want to get eaten by you and spend eternity in your big fat stomach!
Rolly: YOU...ARE A B*TCH! *takes George out of the can and eats him*
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Lucky: Rolly, your sense of humor is nothing but sh*t.
Rolly: YOU...ARE A B*TCH! *takes out a huge mallet and smashes Lucky*
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Lucky: Don't feel dissapointed about looking fat, Two-Tone. You're not the only pup in the family who's fat.
Two-Tone: Yeah. Are you talking about that fat ass, Rolly?
Rolly: *runs on* YOU...ARE A B*TCH! *takes out a gun and shoots Two-Tone*
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Lucky: Cruella will kill us if she sees us walking around her house. I can't believe we have to wear this stupid disguise!
Cadpig: Ooh, I'm sensing a little friction here. What you need to do is to put on a happy face, and let the good thoughts spring through your mind! I don't want to hear any negative pity-parties coming from you, Lucky.
Lucky: Cadpig, I know you love to say all those metaphysical metaphors due to your huge vocabulary, but this is one of those times where you have to shut up.
Cadpig: Oh, right, sorry.
Rolly: Why am I on the bottom, Lucky?
Lucky: I'll give you five reasons: 1, I'm the leader, I have to be on top; 2, you're too heavy for Cadpig; 3, you're the biggest; 4, you're the strongest; and 5, you're fat.
Rolly: YOU...ARE A B*TCH! *throws Lucky and Cadpig off his shoulders*
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