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Super Snooper calling Mr. J.

Horticulture, world's greatest garden expert. We are approaching your vast

richly estate and are about to make a landing.

Welcome to my vast richly estate, Snooper. I must congratulate you on your

landscaping, sir.

Your night-blooming inoculars are gorgeous.

Yes, you must water them all night.

I sent for you because my richly estate is in danger.

I gets it. You got a no-good nephew who's trying to do you in for your

richly estate.

No, it's worse than that. My trouble comes from a...

What was that?

Gentlemen, that is why I sent for you.

You mean just to get rid of one ordinary garden-type gopher? That gopher is like

everything else on my place.

He's extraordinary, and he's ruining my million-dollar garden.

Gosh, Snoop, sounds like a 1309, a landscape caper. Get rid of that beast,

and I'll pay you one million dollars.

I'm frightfully wealthy, you know.

For that kind of dough, I'd do a bicycle act with a hungry crocodile.

What do you mean, Snoop? We don't own no bicycle.

Please to ignore that last remark by my colleague, you. And proceed to write out

the check.

Good.

I'll be in my expensive library when you're through.

Gee, a million dollars.

How will we catch the gopher, Snoop?

By using a little trick I learned back in private high school.

All right, Lamb.

Lower the mousetrap.

Right, Snoop. See you, smart.

One kersnap, and goodbye, gopher.

Ouch!

I got him, Snoop.

You gopher gopher, you!

What you gonna do with the orange, Snoop?

Pulled you, didn't it? It's an iron orange.

When the gopher swallows it, I pulls him out of the hole with this magnet.

The gophers eat oranges, Snoop?

Of course they do.

Watch.

Oranges are good.

I got the whole vast Richley estate wired for sound. And the sound is going

to be a big kaboom.

Gee, Snoop. Won't that be kind of rough on the gopher?

No, Blab. It's his nap time.

He won't feel a thing.

That's Snoop.

He's all heart.

Here goes.

Pleasant dreams, Mr. Gopher.

It was a drastic and bomba... Fantastic thing to do, Snooper. But it was worth

it. Here's your check.

Thanks ever so much.

And as I partake of me departure, I leave knowing that the extraordinary

gopher will never bother you again.

This is it. The perfect formula for relaxation.

The hot tub, the Sunday papers, and yours truly.

Dad, dear old dad.

Maybe I spoke too soon.

And what problem do you want me to cycle with, my smart-for-his-age son?

No problem, Dad. I got a new formula.

And you want your old dad to be the experimentally white mouse.

to coin an expression.

Will you try it, Dad, huh? Will you try it, huh? Will you? The answer, the

answer, Rocky, is irrevocabularly no.

You remember what happened the last time?

But this is a slim trim formula.

Slim trim?

Uh, how does it work?

And I asked the question, would trip fertilization?

A few drops in the tub, and you'll feel slim and trim.

Well, since I feel plump and dumpy, what can I lose?

What's in it, son?

I don't know, Dad.

It's a new crazy mixed-up formula.

Being a scientific first is second nature to me.

There you are, my son, my son.

The drops are in the tub.

Do you feel anything, Dad?

Only ridiculous.

I'm a failure, Dad.

A scientific failure.

Now, just a minute, son.

Maybe a more generous helping will do the trick.

A little on the scalp.

Rub in well.

An extra large dash of Slim Trim in the tub.

Stir well with the index finger.

Do you feel any tingling or anything, Father?

Son, I hate to be the first to tell you this, but it's back to the laboratory.

I know, Dad.

I'm a failure.

I'm a failure.

I'm a big fat failure.

There goes the chip off the old block.

Now let's see, where was I?

Oh yeah, relax.

Hey,

what's going on?

What happened?

That slim trim stuff must have wiped.

I'll head for that bar of soap.

If I was any slimmer or trimmer, I could ride a flea bear back.

Maybe dear old Ed will like this new formula better.

Dad, where are you?

I'm down here, son.

Paddling for shore with this toothbrush.

What happened, Daddy-O?

Your formula worked. What else?

Dad, I'm a big success.

And I'm a little shrimp.

Get me out of here.

Don't worry, little pops.

I'll let the water out.

No, Ocky, no. I'll go down the drain.

Anyhow, I'll go down with my ship.

before you strain the drain.

You sit on the sill and dry while I work on an antidote. Will you step on it,

son, please, before somebody steps on me?

I'd like you to have a little more respect for a boy dog.

I'll head for Terrier Farmia.

I knew I should have cut the grass this morning.

Well, what do you know?

There's that golf ball that I lost two years ago.

to buy shoes for that caterpillar?

How many times do I have to tell

that cat to stay out of the yard?

There ought to be a law against dogs.

Why?

This I don't believe.

Must be a fly speck on my glasses.

It's true.

A teensy-weensy dog.

Hey, Bob.

You were saying, small dog?

This small dog was saying... He was saying...

I'll let him think he's getting away.

Help, Ogie!

Help!

Let's all play Swap the Dog.

Let's play Swat the Cat!

Don't worry, Best Dad.

I'll get you out with this broom and chewing gum.

Okay, son.

But just don't gum up the wipes.

Fishing for pennies, sonny?

No, sir. I'm fishing for my dad and...

In the top of the morning to you, officer.

Just a sick, sick policeman I am.

That's for sure.

So, Dad, I found out it would take four weeks to wear off.

So I thought somebody should keep you company, dear old favorite dad.

That's my boy who did that.

Shall we take a run around the living room, son?

I'm with you, Dad.

But watch out for the cat.

Right, son.

There comes a time in a lawman's life when he feels he must hang up his guns

for good.

Hand me my guns, Bubba Louie. I feel like hanging them up for good.

I think you are doing the right thing, Quickdraw.

Oh, Quickdraw? Yes?

Now that you've retired, how do you expect to spend your time?

Well, I figure on writing my memoirs, I reckon. And so it was that the famous

Quickdraw McGraw...

settle down to write his colorful memoirs.

But it seemed to be an unwritten rule of the Old West that a fast gun like McGraw

was always being challenged by someone who thought he was faster.

Reach, McGraw.

Reach for what, stranger?

Reach for your guns. I'm Wyoming Willie, and I'm the fastest gun alive.

I'm powerful, sorry, but, uh... I hung up my guns for good.

Oh, shucks, McGraw.

I'm plump disappointed.

So long, Quick Draw.

So long, Willie. Gosh, old willikers.

I'm all shook up and disappointed.

For sure, for sure, for sure.

Say, Baba Boy, how do you spell chapter one?

But Quick Draw's dream of peaceful retirement was soon to be shattered.

For the notorious swindler, Slippery Earl Slick, had already gained a

dangerous foothold in town.

I'll be most happy to take your hard-earned wrench in exchange for 500

shares of my oil stock.

Is it a good well?

Why, it's bringing in 100 barrels a day.

No oil, just barrels.

It wasn't long before the citizenry found themselves completely hoodwinked

by Slick's oily sales talk.

Gentlemen, here comes a gusher now.

There's more than one way to put oil in a well.

Look, it's a gusher.

We'll be rich.

I'll buy a thousand shares.

Count me in, too.

But it wasn't long before the people realized they'd been victimized and

bilked of their funds.

I just realized I'd been victimized and bilked of my funds.

Eh, whatever that is, count me in, too.

And so, the people decided to call on Quickdraw McGraw and ask him to bring

Slippery Earl Slick to justice.

Baba boy!

How do you spell handsome?

Quickdraw, we come to ask you to rid us of that thieving varmint, Slippery Earl

Slick. Slippery Earl Slick? Why, I've been a-looking for that dishonest

swindler.

Ever since he sold me the Grand Canyon as a receptacle for old razor blades.

Come on, Bubba Boy.

We got some old scores to tally up.

And so it was that a grim and determined Quick Draw McGraw came out of retirement

so his six shooters could speak on the side of law and order.

Posing as a simple, naive, rich country boy, Quickdraw entered Slick's place.

What's your pleasure, stranger?

Croquet! But I'll have a glass of parsnip juice, straight, and I'll pay

for it with some of this.

Is that real money?

I'd say it is. We're going to trap Slippery Earl Slick with it.

Quiet, Bubba Big Mouth!

Stranger! Any friend with so much money is a friend of mine.

I'm being paged.

It says, a simple naive country boy just arrived.

Yes, and he's loaded.

I'm terribly rich.

Glad to know you terribly rich, because I'm going to make you terribly richer.

Here, pick a share.

Any share.

I'll take this one.

Good. And this'll just about pay for it.

Thanks.

See, Quickstraw? I don't get it. That was Slippery Earl Slick. The bad man.

You were supposed to run out of town.

Huh? It was?

It was?

Hold on there!

Give me back my money!

And come out of there!

So I can run you out of town.

This joker is liable to cause trouble.

So I better vamoose with the money.

Quick, Quickstraw.

Slippery Earl is sleeping out of town.

Hold on, Orr. Get back in that there room till I run you out of town.

And here's your bag.

Thanks ever so largely.

And here's something for you.

Quickstraw, that was the money in that bag.

Now he tells me.

Look, Quickstraw, here comes Slick. Where?

I don't see nothing.

I think you see better if you open the door.

Hmm, I think you're right, Bubba Boy.

Uh-oh.

I'm coming up after you, Slippery Earl Slick.

If heroes can do this, so can villains.

roll for nothing you know they don't call me slick

arrow slick for nothing get ready to leave town slick

i'm coming after you i think you're the one that's gonna leave

You Slippery Slick, foiled by a fooey Baba Louie.

And so, with a capture of Slippery Earl Slick, Quickdraw returned to writing his

memoirs. Hey, Quickdraw, I thought you was drowning.

Not till after I finish my book, Baba Boy.

Um, how do you spell, I can't swim, glub, glub?

Oh, that Quickdraw, he's funny.

Don't you think?

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