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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

I can't believe I lost a bet to Porky.

And now, I have to watch his pets.

Of course Porky has hamsters.

Note to self.

Never have a pizza-eating contest with a pig!

You'll lose every time.

Well, they are pretty cute though.

Nighty-night, little fellas.

-[ROOSTER CALLING] -[ALARM BLARING]

[YAWNS]

[SLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

[FRANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Uh-huh Uh-huh

♪ Yeah Yeah

♪ Uh-huh Uh-huh ♪

[FRANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[RETRO MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Burning on the dance floor

♪ Burn it on the dance floor

♪ Burn it on the dance floor

♪ Burn it on the dance floor

♪ Get into the rhythm when you're moving your feet

♪ You're gonna get down to it when you're feeling the beat

♪ Step out on the floor when you're starting to move

♪ You're gonna slam, slam boogie woogie get on the move

♪ Burn it on the dance floor

♪ Burn it on the dance floor

♪ Boogie beat your body

♪ Everybody party

♪ Shake it to the rhythm tonight

♪ Come on can't you feel it... ♪

[SLAMS DOOR]

Phew.

[RUMBLING]

[PORKY SCREAMING]

[STAMMERING] Bugs, what are you doing?

You're supposed to be taking care of my hamsters.

I tried, but they're monsters.

They destroyed my house.

Well, you got them all riled up.

We need to calm them down.

With this.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

[THUDDING]

Is that smooth jazz?

It sure is.

That is one sweet groove.

[BUGS SIGHS]

Here you go.

Next.

-Finally! [KICKS] -[YELPS]

And here's yours, Bugs.

All right.

These potato puds never fail to impress at a party.

And you got the last dozen of the day.

The last box! Whoo-hoo!

[CROWD GROANS]

Look who it is.

Cecil.

So good to see you, Cecil.

You came all this way for potato puds?

Aw, shoot.

It looks like I got the last box.

Mmm...

Porky's secret recipe.

48 herbs and spices.

[INHALES DEEPLY] I can smell the tarragon.

And I know you want 'em.

But you can't, because you're just too slow.

That's okay.

I got my own.

What? Porky!

You said I got the last box.

[STAMMERING] He pre-ordered...

He placed an order online.

Maybe you can reheat those old potato puds

with some of that hot air.

It's been nice seeing your wrinkly face again, Cecil,

but I have to get going.

Goodbye, Bugs.

Oh.

[LAUGHS] Heading this way so I'll see you later.

So long.

[CHUCKLES] I said "goodbye."

Don't be a stranger.

Uh, listen, soft shell. Stop following me.

I gotta get to a party.

I'm going to a party also.

Well, I'm going to Red Omaha's party.

Me also.

So, whoever gets there first will get all of the praise for bringing potato puds?

Yup.

-Well, I'm faster-- -[TIRES SCREECHING]

That's why I called a taxi.

Let me take those for you.

Don't worry, I'll save you one.

My potato puds!

Oh, Cecil.

The race is on.

I should feel bad for taking that rabbit's potato puds,

but I don't.

Halt.

Is there a problem, sir?

Sir, I'm gonna need you to grab all your personal belongings

and step out of the vehicle.

[THUDS]

All right, cabby. You're free to go.

-What the... -You have anything to declare?

Uh, nope.

Are you bringing any vegetation or plant life like these?

Or one of these? Or how about wildlife?

-[SHRIEKING] -Hey!

Any crockery? Earthenware?

-Fine China? -No.

Just these potato puds.

Those are gonna have to be confiscated.

[LAUGHS]

Peace and potato grease.

Gotta get to the party.

-[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS] -[GASPS]

Excuse me.

Is this Dribbling Falls?

Yeah, this is it.

Would you mind taking my picture?

Sure, Doc.

Great. Here, take my camera

and I'll hold your box of potato puds.

Oh, give me a break.

You're not fooling me with that ridiculous disguise, Cecil.

[GRUNTING]

You showed him, Bugs.

Thanks, Cecil.

Cecil?

What the...

Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry.

I thought you were someone else.

I just wanted a picture.

It was a case of mistaken identity.

I hope these are your baby teeth.

Stop it. You've done enough already.

Oh, look, buddy. Let me make it up to you.

Let me take your picture for you.

Why don't you two get together

and I'll take a picture of you both?

-Great idea. -I guess so.

All right.

Move back a little.

Now, Bugs,

just you.

A little further.

Just a smidge more.

Now say, "I'm falling off a cliff."

I'm falling off a cliff! [SCREAMING]

[SPLASHES]

Worst part is I think I blinked.

Thanks for the help, cousin.

Always happy to help.

We sure fooled that rabbit.

We sure did.

Well, I'm off to the party.

Red Omaha's place is at the end of this river.

Looks like I'm right where I need to be.

-Ah! -And I'm right where I need to be.

Right behind you.

Simple bunny, potato puds are for turtles.

[SCREAMS] River water!

[SIGHS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Say goodbye, Cecil.

-[WHACKS] -Oh!

Nobody gets to jump on old Bugs--

-Oh! -Peek-a-boo.

-Oh, no. -Oh, no?

Oh, no!

[BOTH SCREAMING]

[BOTH EXCLAIMING]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[THUDDING]

[BOTH GASPING]

BOTH: Aw.

-Aw. -Now what do we bring to Red Omaha's party?

Hey, friends. Glad you made it to my party.

Last year, I tried to make my own fritters,

but I done learned my lesson.

This year I got it catered.

Hot, fresh, potato puds.

Come on and help yourself.

Bet I can eat more than you.

You're on.

[BOTH CHOMPING]