Mr. Bug Goes to Town Page #2

I can't depend upon you

to do nothing right.

Why I outta slap you down

ya' banjo eyed pinhead.

I don't know why I ever...

Say, somebody's in trouble.

Excuse me a minute.

- Look, a jitter bug.

- Yeah.

Why Hoppity you were grand.

You were electrifying.

Oh gosh.

Be my little baby bumble bee.

Buzz around buzz around

keep a buzzing round.

Bring home all the honey love to me.

Let me spend a happy hour

roving with you amongst the flowers.

When we get where no one else can see.

Cuddle up cuddle up cuddle up.

Be my little baby bumble bee.

Buzz around buzz around

keep a buzzing round.

We'll be just as happy as can be.

You and me, you and me, you and me.

Honey keep a-buzzin' please.

I got a dozen cousin bees.

But I want you, to be

my baby bumble bee.

Buzz buzz buzz.

Gee Hoppity, I had a wonderful time.

Ye-ow-hoo!

Wait'll we tell the boss about this.

Oh wow!

It'll prostrate him. It'll prostrate him.

Who's there?

It's us boss.

Yipe!

Well?

We followed them.

And whoa boy.

Where did they go? What did they do?

What did they do?

Ya mean what didn't they do?

Woo woo!

Never mind the comedy.

What happened?

He took her to that juke joint.

He means the night club.

Yeah and they was dancing.

Well what of it! A lot of people dance!

Yeah, but most people dance like this.

Well?

But they didn't dance like that.

Well then how did they dance?!?

Like this.

Alright break it up!

Go on, go on, tell him the rest.

The rest?!? Is there more?

More? Oh no.

No more that's all there is bossy.

That's all.

Oh yeah, well what about

when he kissed her.

Kissed her.

Yeah. Like this.

Why you!

Hoppity bah!

That long legged leaping Lochinvar.

I should let that kid worry me.

Why, I have wealth,

position,

yeah character.

Personality.

Good night.

Afternoon Mr. Jitterbug.

How do you do Hoppity? How do you do?

Hello Mrs. Stinkbug

and how are all the little stinkers?

Afternoon folks.

Hello Hoppity.

Hello Switch.

Hi ya' Hoppity.

How's everything Dizzy.

Hello Nex.

- Hi ya' Creeper.

- Ugh.

The human ones!

Honey.

Hay! Hay! Where is everybody.

Out of the way Spike! Here I come.

I got it! I got it boss!

Pass it! Pass it!

Come on Billy start passing it.

Pass it! Pass it!

Hay Murphy!

I got it! I got it!

Over here.

I got it.

Honey.

Mr . Bumble are you all right?

Hoppity are you?

Father are you hurt?

Uh, just a little shooken' up I guess.

Say, why this is terrible.

Why it's an outrage.

Why nobody's safe in their

own homes or out of them.

Gee-wees, how long has this been going on?

Ever since that big fence has been down.

The fence is down.

The humans come through.

There's only one thing that we can do.

We're in a groove, we gotta' move.

No you smooving. We're doomed to

go and don't forget I told you so.

But jeepers Mr. Creepers we gotta' move.

Where?!

Where?

Hoppity, there isn't anywhere

'cept that garden up next to the big

place where the human ones live.

Well, what's the matter with that?

Not for me.

Me neither.

.

Me neither.

Me neither.

Well, all human ones aren't so bad.

I'm going up and look that place over.

Huh, it can't be much worse

than it is down here.

Oh, can't be any worse eh?

We'll fix that. Won't you boys.

Well Mr. Bumble, the garden ought

to be just over this wall.

Somewhere.

It's no use Hoppity.

You'll never get to that garden with

With a cripple old critter

with a gimpy wing like me

holding you back.

Mr. Bumble.

Gee-wees!

Isn't it beautiful?

Yeah, it's pretty all right but

it's awful close to the big house.

What about those human ones?

I don't think you gotta worry about them.

Anybody that'll keep a garden

like this can't be so bad.

At least I don't think so.

Hay, hay Mr. Bumble.

Look at this.

Just what the boss ordered.

Now you take the high guy

and I'll take the low guy.

What a place to live in!

Well, that's curtains for old man

Bumble and the long legged lug.

Yeah, did we ever get

rid of them in a hurry.

Did we ever.

The boss ought a give us some

fancy sugar for this job.

We better be gettin' out of here Hoppity.

Why it's swell in here Mr. Bumble.

Solid and safe n' dry as a bone.

Over here Mr. Bumble.

In here.

Gimme your hand.

Oh Dick! There's a bee in here.

He'll drown!

Ok girl scout. I'm a-coming to the rescue.

Ok mister. Lets see what'll I do with you.

Say Mary, what'll I do with him?

Have him stuffed?

Ah Dick, don't be silly.

Here let me take that.

There you are Mr. Bumble.

This is where you belong.

Right out here in the garden.

See Mr. Bumble I told you we

belong here in the garden.

The lady human said so.

You heard her.

Gosh and she knew my name.

Called me, Mr. Bumble.

Oh, wait'll we spread the

good news in the Lowlands.

Oh! Well we'll move up here tonight.

So I close to him.

We grapples.

I'm up, he's down.

He's up, I'm down.

Up, down, down, up.

Then I definitely wraps his wings

around his kisser I deftly...

And I'm tying the grasshoppers legs

in a bow knot with a half hitch.

Bravo. Bravo.

And quick an you can say

Jack Robinson Crusoe.

We renders them unconscious.

Encompass megabus

or out of the money.

Them?

Yeah-yeah, the grasshopper and Mr. Bumble.

Mr. Bumble? You don't say.

Uh. Ahem. Nitwits, bunglers. For shame.

To think, that you my trusted aids would

raise your cowardly hands in violence

agents a poor defenseless old nincompoop

? like my dear friend Bumble.

Thereby depriving his only daughter

of her father.

Now it is my painful duty to go down there

and console poor little orphan Honey.

See Mr. Bumble,

I told you we belong in the garden.

Aw gee, it's beautiful.

And plenty of room for everybody.

And the human one said

we could move up there.

Now we can be gay and fancy free.

Bum around, bum around,

keep a bumming round.

We will be as happy as can be.

You and me. You and me. You and me.

After this we'll do as we please.

With a vintage wine

and imported cheese.

And we'll live the life

of Riley you and me.

Hello killers.

The boss!

Whoopy.

Greetings. Con-gran-u-lations.

Whens the wedding chiefy.

Can we be the best man boss? Can we?

Here comes the bride.

Tum, tum, tum-tum.

Hay look I'm a bride. I'm a bride.

Tum, tee, tee-dum, dum...

Hay boss, ya' wouldn't hit a little

guy with glasses on would ya'?

Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

We got fun, we got freedom, we got joy.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Caught a rainbow and

it's the real McCoy.

There are bumps bumps

bumps in the road,

and we're totting a darn heavy load.

But boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

We've got fun, we got

freedom, we got joy.

We got fun, we got freedom, we got joy.

Phooey!

We've got freedom, fun and joy.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

We got fun, we got freedom, we got joy.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Caught a rainbow and

it's the real McCoy.

There are bumps bumps

bumps in the road,

and we're totting a darn heavy load.

But boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

We got fun,

we got freedom,

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