Angela quotes from Angela Anaconda

Vanity thy name must definitely be Nanette-ty, all this practicing to be the perfect model has made you more bent over than usual!

GAH! ALIENS!

SIC 'EM KING, SIC 'EM!

My toothpaste. Bad.

Baby Lulu, you might be my sister, and I can't do anything about that. But that doesn't mean you can eat my toothpaste.

Not so fast smarty pants!

(huh)

I'm sorry Angela but I'm afraid you're grounded for the weekend.

Huh? For what?

For not telling the truth.

Grounded for the whole entire weekend completely?

Yep. Including Sunday.

And what about Monday?

It's back to school for you.

Yes. Thank you, thank you. It'll be goodbye boredom and hello eraser duty.

Will she really be like my very own real sister which I have always wanted?

Angela, you already have a sister. Lulu Anaconda? Baby Lulu?

Oh her. Naw, she doesn't count. I mean a real sister, with hair!

Any questions?

Yes! What is that?

That is a spitball. Le ball de spit.

Johnny Abatti, what are your five most favorite things that you love to do in school?

Johnny

Well, sometimes when I'm taking a bath, I--

I said, "in school."

Johnny

Oh. Then I'd say shooting spitballs, sticking gum under the desks, snorkeling milk, little nosepicking, and I throw food, whenever I get the chance.

Perfect. Now all we have to do tomorrow is not do any of those things.

Johnny

What are we supposed to do all day?

Concentrate on getting Mrs. Brinks that job. Tomorrow we have got to prove how good we are and what a wonderful teacher Mrs. Brinks is, so she can go be a wonderful teacher someplace else.

Mrs. Brinks

YOU! YOUNG MAN! TO THE CORNER!

Gordy

It wasn't me, Mrs. Brinks. Just look at the fault on those airplanes. Mine would've been much crisper.

Look no further than Bruiser, Cheeky, and Grunt! The evidence is right on their desks.

Mrs. Brinks

It couldn't be! They must have been making geometrical shapes since studying aero-dynamics for the math lesson.

Gordy

The fault. The fault!

Oh, no. Mrs. Brinks is so confused, on account of us acting good, and Nanette acting bad, it is making her act terrible.

Pardon me, please, Dr. Fanny. But you have to give Mrs. Brinks the job. Things are all mixed up today. Normally, :we are the bad ones, and Nanette-- I mean Bruiser is good. Everything good we did today, we learned from Nanette, who learned from Mrs. Brinks's w-- W-- (slap) Wonderful teaching.

Mrs. Brinks, the thought that this you're most charmed and fine student would pretend to actually be ill-mannered for her teacher's sake, I must say is terribly rude.

But she's not pretending, she--

Not another charmless from you, you riff raff! Riff raff? Mrs. Brinks, I'm afraid I've been terribly unfair. One of the first principals of charm is keeping one's promise. And I promised to judge you on your finest student. And not on the riff raff: Bruisers Cheekies, and Grunts. There it is. The Angelic smile of a well-taught student. I'd be thrilled if you could cultivate that smile on the students of my school, Mrs. Brinks. Use that contract. We would be honored to have you.

Dr. Danny Fanny said it. Today has been a most enlightening day. We learned that Mrs. Brinks and I had the exact same most cherished dream, that she leaves.

Mrs. Brinks

(screams)

Yay!

So now I am in charge. And lucky for me and everyone I'm in charge of, I found us a teacher who has an excellent curriculum. Professor Abatti will teach us everything we need to know about...

Johnny

Shooting spitballs, sticking gum under desks, snorkeling milk, a little nose picking, and of course, throwing food.

Help me! Help me! Oh, Angela, the precious, it was so perfectly good you made Mrs. Brinks leave forever and never come back!

You will cry.

Find me a teacher with better taste.

Your wish is my command, Ninnypoo. Our new teacher, Mr. Tasty Twirl.

Gina

(panting) NOOOOOOOO!

And the first subject he will teach is "Ice Cream 1-0-1. Our homework will be delicious.

Eeeeeeaaaaaaaaah!

What now, Ice Cream Ninday? You don't like Mr. Tasty Twirl either? They will get a new teacher.

Aaaah!

Astronaut Bob. And he will take us on a fabulous field trip to mars. Aaah! We've been spotted by the enemy! Quick, Professor Astronaut Bob, Hyperspace! But first I guess we'll have to dump out the access garbage, not much of a waste, if you ask me. (laughs)

Who would ever want Ninny-Wart for a model?

Gina

Especially when there are (Angela and Gina strike a pose) classic shapes like ours to chose from?

Whoops. Guess I was so busy getting you things, I didn't learn as much about sculpting as you probably would have liked. Nanno-Ninny!

But don't fret tiny un-French one. (whistles). Your pompous parents' town car could sure use an attractive hood ornament.

(as Johnny) In a crime beat exclusive, we've just received news that the Manior Sextuplets are wanted on six accounts of robbing the wold of happiness!

(as herself) And you know what that means Johnny. She's going straight to-

HELP!!!

I can't wait to find out how valuable your precious paperweight is Angela Anaconda

I can't wait until you wear your Spiffy-Pop hat in a giant microwave, Ninny-Poo.

Hey! A bird just flew into our window!

I prayed it's all right.

Mrs. Brinks

IN YOUR SEATS! Detention is not over until the late bell rings!

(laughs)

Mrs. Brinks

Class dismissed.

Mrs. Brinks

ANGELA ANACONDA! YO-YOING IN CLASS?! What in Heaven's name has gotten into you??! You are to clap erasers immediately!

Okay.

Gordy

(humming)

Mrs. Brinks

What's this?! Using Gordy Reinhardt as you're personal lackey?!

(Singing) Little Nin, Little Nin, Where do I begin? Hair like spools of golden thread-

(Dryly) -And brains like moldy loaves of bread!