Rugrats Go Wild Page #4

Hey! Who's throwing stuff?

My shorts feel kinda big...

Aah! Who took my shoeses?

Hey!

My big-boy pants

aren't 'posed to do this!

Oh!

I don't even look

like Chuckie no mores.

Phillip!

No! We don't do that no mores!

Aw, just one little wormie, Lil!

Don't you 'member

how good they used to taste?

How they tickled

on the way down?

No, I don't!

I told you I'm

a vegebelatarian now.

We don't eat bugs.

We pet 'em.

I don't knows you

anymore, Lil.

Do you...

do you still like

to eat mud?

Not if it has a face.

But you're my twin!

Who's gonna 'splain

Mommy's jokes to me

or-or help me plant my booger farm?

And who's gonna tell me

when my feet smell?

Okay, Dil.

Do your stuff.

Eeew! Tinky!

Guys, I haven't seen Chuckie

for a long time.

We better go back.

You know how scared

Chuckie is of being losted.

Chubby!

Is everything okay, Chuckie?

When did Chuckie

start talking backwards?

Not a hair,

not a paw print,

not even a dropping!

Must keep my chin up.

I'll find that cat

or my name's not

Nigel Archibald Thornberry.

I'll find that big-nosed

nature guy,

or my name's not Tommy

Awfully Bald Pickles!

Donnie?

Is that you?

Look, it's Nigel Strawberry!

We founded him!

Great Goodall,

a gaggle of babies!

Children!

Stay right there!

I'm coming down!

Not the way I intended.

Heavens, what a fall.

I must get to those babies.

Are you okay,

Mr. Strawberry?

She called me "mister!"

Silly Billy.

I'm only this many years old!

Do any of you remember

where I left my tricycle?

That's one old three-year-old.

Uh, no, Mr. Strawberry.

We're shipwrecked

on this island.

We was hoping you could

help Tommy's daddy.

Watch what I can do.

Spinning?

Tommy,

I think Nigel Strawberry's

acting kinda funny.

Maybe he's

got diapie rash.

Oh, yeah!

Wee! Wee!

Did you catch

a whiff of anything yet?

It's, look, it-it-it,

it's kind of a damp smell

that's a cross between

sour milk and poop.

Eww!

Well,

actually I kind of like it.

Sorry, Spike,

but everything smells

pretty much the same to me.

Ha! Humans.

How do you live?

And who put

the "poo" in pooch?

Whoa.

Okay, there you go.

Look at yourself now.

All right, you got

a little dog pee on you.

Oh, my gosh! You're the..

I am Siri,

the clouded leopard.

I'm Spike,

the purebred mutt!

See these claws?

Sniff my butt!

Spike,

why'd you say that?

I was being social.

Of course,

a simple handshake wouldn't do.

Hey, twitchy, I do not

shake with cats, okay?

Now... a small

chimp for breakfast,

a mutt for lunch,

and a sensible girl

for dinner.

Hey, chimpboy,

will you stop worrying?

I know all about cats

with a capital K.

Sit on a windowsill,

hack up a fur ball.

Ooh,

that's very ferocious.

Spike, this isn't

your regular house cat.

They all twitch

their whiskers

one whisker at a time,

just like you and me.

Don't go and be fooled

By those fancy pants

It's just

her feline arrogance

Flaunting their collars

with tinkly bells

She thinks her litter box

don't smell

Whoa, hey,

who cut the cheese?

Was that you, baby?

You may want

to reexamine your diet.

Can the old

canine philosophies

Why don't you just go

and tend to your fleas

Don't push me, mutt

I'm just not in the mood

You're one swipe away

from becoming cat food

Don't go and be fooled

by this crazy cat

Don't go and listen

to his crazy facts

Not gonna tell you twice,

you better watch your back

Don't go and be fooled

The big bad cat's

a fur-ball-hacking

Rodent-snacking act

That's right, an act.

You're just a pussycat.

You think you're tough?

I dare you, Spike,

to call my bluff

You're a very scawy puddytat.

You're one swipe away

from becoming toast

Eliza, get my doggy bag.

I'm about to catch a snack.

We can settle this right now,

right here--

mano a mano, dogo a cato.

Ow!

That has gotta hurt--

falling off a cliff

into a sticker bush.

Not gonna tell you twice,

you better watch your back

Oh! Here I am. Come get me.

You think I'm afraid

of your claws?

Coochie-coochie-coo.

Bombs away, ladies.

Come on, me and you.

Come on, let's go right now.

I'll rip

that fur coat off ya

and wear it,

and all my dog friends

will be going,

"Spike, where did you get

that skanky cat coat?"

You hear what I'm saying, Red?

I thought cats

didn't like water.

But frankly, Eliza,

she did need a bath...

Come on, come on.

Oh! Whoa!

Aw, what happened?

Well,

I'm outta here,

I gotta go find my babies.

Helpless offspring?

Yeah! Yeah!

That's it. That's it.

Have you seen 'em?

Little ones, walk on two feet?

Last time I saw 'em,

they were on the beach.

Walking...

stumbling, actually.

Two feet?

Yeah, they're

my human babies.

I thought we were

looking for puppies!

No, no. My pups

are home with the wife.

She can't travel.

Delicate stomach.

Me, I could eat anything--

shoes, furniture, pencils

with the little erasers.

I ate one of Chuckie's

diapers one time

-Spike...

-and let me tell you...

-Spike!

-that is spicy.

Spike! We have to find those

babies before Siri does!

Come on!

When will I think

before I bark?

Spike, is that you?

Tommy? Kimi?

Anybody?!

Oh, no, not monkeys!

Hey, they're chasing

that little one!

That's not very nice.

Now, you big monkeys

go 'way.

You was little monkeys

yourselfs once...

um... probably.

So just go away and leave

this little monkey 'lone.

Shoo! Shoo!

Thanks.

Wow! I saveded someone

'stead of someone saving me.

I must be a wild boy now.

Babies!

Tommy!

Susie!

Oh, my dogness!

What if I never feel

their sticky jammy fingers

poking in my ears again?

What if I never find a floating

diaper in my doggie bowl?

What if...

Spike! Snap out of it!

Right, right, right, right.

Not helping. Not helping.

Focus, focus, Spike.

What does "focus" mean?

Right, right.

But who's going

to sneak me donuts?

Come on, we're almost there.

These are much better

than the cookies we gots

back at the grass hut,

and I don't have to share

with no dumb babies.

I mean, um,

dumb baby savages.

Tell me about it.

I have to share with a pigtailed weirdo,

a jungle freak,

and a monkey in a tank top.

Uh, refill.

Why do I have to get it?

You said you

wanted to learn

how to be

bossy, right?

This is how

you learn.

Extra ice, two straws.

I would trade the monkey

for her any day.

Debbie, come in. Over.

Hey, Mom, how's it going?

It's not going at all.

Have you heard from your father?

No, but get this, Mom.

Tell me later, honey.

Be back soon.

Angeli-tiki is nobody's lackey.

Hey, lady!

What's that

bubble thing?

A bathysphere.

It goes underwater.

You know,

like a submarine.

Getting thirsty here!

That girl's

even bossier than me.

Those dumb babies

are practically

on top of a mountain,

and I'm gonna be blamed!

I gotta go home

and pretend I'm innocent.

Um, Debbie?

I just 'membered.

I was supposed to be home for,

uh, the lsland Sacrifice.

Okay, my mom will drive you

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