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What I Must Yabba Dabba Doo
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froufox@lemmy.blahaj.zone 2 days ago
jared@mander.xyz 2 days ago
KnightontheSun@sh.itjust.works 2 days ago
“Fred Flintstone is a family man - he works hard and provides a very good living for his wife, Wilma, and daughter, Pebbles. Looking to expand beyond ‘construction’ with a couple of small, side businesses, Fred seeks legal advice from Harvey. The case is seemingly a simple matter until the Feds start questioning the legitimacy of Fred’s business dealings and his possible ties to the Mob.<BR><BR> Harvey, oblivious as always, refuses to see Fred as anything but an honest working stiff, struggling to provide for his family. That is, until he’s made consigliere.”
I loved that episode.
TheBat@lemmy.world 2 days ago
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wanderwisley@lemm.ee 1 day ago
The Dabba Don
Remember_the_tooth@lemmy.world 2 days ago
Fred Flintstone: What does Mr. Slate look like?
The Great Gazoo: What?
Fred Flintstone: What village you from?
The Great Gazoo: What?
Fred Flintstone: ‘What’ ain’t no village I ever heard of, do they speak English in ‘What’?
The Great Gazoo: What?
Fred Flintstone: English, rubblefucker, do you speak it?