Porky: S-s-s-s-s-still mad at me 'cause I got you n-n-n-neutered? Charlie Dog: What, do ya want me to dance for joy? Bring you a pipe and slippers? Roll over so you can rub my belly and see my shame? Porky: Y-you know, I th-th-thought you were supposed to be more affec-affec-uh loving. Charlie: Yeah, right. Why don'tchya poke my eyes out? Maybe that'd do it?












