“Mr. Funnie: Look out, Bluffington, the Funnie family has arrived! [The population sign changes to 20,001 people.] Doug: Population 20,001. I guess the one is... me!”
“Roger: Trying on your costume for the big dance tonight? What are you? A pile of manure?! Doug: I'm a slug.”
“Roger: [holds up a pair of polka-dot briefs] Here, Funnie, put these on. Doug: No thanks, Roger. I'm wearing my own underwear.”
“Doug: [looking at Patti's painting] Maybe if you put a little more snow on top, and a couple more trees... Patti: Huh?? Doug: ...Or you can leave the trees off if you want. It's a perfectly beautiful mountain just like it is. Patti: I-I-it's not a mountain, Doug. It's my grandmother! Doug: Huh?…”
“Skeeter: What's going on in there Doug? Doug: [peers through Beebe's window to see Porckhop and the girls doing the limbo] You wouldn't believe me if I told you.”
“Doug Funnie: [narrating] Somewhere around the eight drum solo, I realized I wasn't having fun anymore.”