"Foghorn Leghorn: What's the big, I say, what's the big idea chasin' my worm? You're a cat, son. Cats don't eat worms. You're takin' the food right outta my mouth! [spins the cat around and trips him] I don't go around chasin' mice! Stand up, boy. You're trippin' over your own feet. Now, you stay away from worms and I'll stay away from mice. That's fair and square and if ya stop all your arguin' and jawin', you'd see my side of it! Yap, yap, yap, keep that mouth flappin' and do no listenin'. [The cat falls from the ladder.] [to the audience] There's nothin' worse than a blabbermouth cat."