Gee, Fred, Wilma is really mad at you! ! She's spinning out of control in
the Caribbean, buddy. And she's headin' your way!
She found out about you, Betty and me havin' that lil' happy time when we
was campin' out last weekend!
Boy, oh, boy, are you really gonna' get it good, Fred!
I wouldn't want to be in your shoes.
I don't wear shoes, you bird brain. I am the King and I've got nothing to
fear from Wilma....
Fred! You dirty rat! Pearl told me about what you and the Rubbles were
doing in the woods last weekend! Right under my nose, Fred. How could
you???!!!
But...but Wilma...you don't understand. Nothing happened...uh...
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