My name is Stimpy, and I am homeless, and have no fish with which to live in.
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John Kricfalusi
Michael John Kricfalusi (; born September 9, 1955), better known as John K., is a Canadian animator, voice actor, creator of the Nickelodeon cartoon series The Ren & Stimpy Show and founder of the animation company Spümcø. After being fired from The Ren & Stimpy Show by Nickelodeon in 1992, Kricfalusi went on to direct and produce animated television commercials and music videos for entertainers such as the singer Björk and comedy rock duo Tenacious D. In the late 1990s he created the first cartoons made exclusively for the Internet: The Goddamn George Liquor Program and Weekend Pussy Hunt. He returned to television with The Ripping Friends and the adult animation spin-off Ren & Stimpy "Adult Party Cartoon". 2Early years John Kricfalusi was born in Chicoutimi, Quebec, Canada to a father of Ukrainian descent and mother of Scottish and English descent. He spent his early childhood in Germany and Belgium while his father was serving in the Royal Canadian Air Force. He would watch weekend screenings of European feature-length cartoons such as The Snow Queen at Air Force cinemas. At age seven he returned with his family to Canada. After their return they moved from Montreal to Ottawa in the middle of a school season, and Kricfalusi spent much of his time that year at home, watching Hanna-Barbera cartoons and drawing them. Kricfalusi's interest in Golden Age animation crystallized during his stay at Sheridan College, where he attended weekly screenings of old films and cartoons at Innis College held by film archivist Reg Hartt, among them the cartoons of Bob Clampett and Tex Avery, which left a deep impression on Kricfalusi. He was expelled from Sheridan College at the end of 1978 and moved to Los Angeles, intending to become an animato
Oh I got—I got some nice, stinky old kelp and-and and lots of beautiful fowl, smelling seashells and-and de-licious slime and crusted dead coral.
Hey! You're right! [in a close-up] There's no time to lose! We must be willing to protect us from the unforeseen dangers that wicked us on this island of despair. Well, don't just stand there. BUILD!
This is the luckiest charm in the entire world. It's been handed down in my family for generations and I want you to have it. [pulls string to reveal a lucky foot]. My lucky leper's foot!
Don't you know what TODAY is Ren? It's Tuesday The 17th, the unluckiest day of the year!
Wait here! Let's celebrate the first day of our eventual demise. I'll light the candle.
Get a grip, man. Everyone has to cash in their chips sooner or later. You've just got to learn to accept it.
Well, I got news for you, pal. You've only got two lives left. And if you buy the farm, that means I gotta do all the chores. We don't want that now, do we?
You know, you oughta be more careful. All this dying might be bad for your health.
Hey you moron! What's the matter with you? Were you born in a barn? Get on outta here you!
How am I supposed to sleep with all of this peaceful dreaming going on?
Oh, I've just been on a perilous journey down the treacherous carcass-strewn avenue of despair.
You know what, Ren? I looked Death right in the eye, and it smelled like cheap cigars and stinkyfish. You see, Ren, life is like a bowling alley. Oh, you make some strikes, if you're lucky, a couple of spares, and nobody knows how to keep score, but in the end, you gotta rent ill-fitting, smelly…
[crushes the sandwich] Get a grip, man. Everyone has to cash in their chips sooner or later. You've just got to learn to accept it.
Stimpy: What a night. I feel like I got hit by a bus. Ren: Funny you should say that. According to the obituaries, you were.
Dear Johnny, You make me SICK! You probably wet the bed on purpose. [zooms out to Stimpy, pointing proudly to Ren] I am reading letters to everybody at your school warning them never to sleep over with you. Your friend—
Stimpy: Look, I got pimples, Ren. Ren: {warm and happy} Oh, Stimpy. I knew this day would come. This is the first sign of cat puberty.
Stimpy: Uh... R-ren? Ren: Whaaaaat? Stimpy: I...I gotta go wee-wee! Ren: Oooooh no you don't! Not in MY foxhole! You go over THERE!