Richie Miller:
I'm rubber, you're glue. Whatever you say sticks back on you.
Louise Miller:
No. I'm rubber, you're glue. Whatever you say sticks back on you.
Richie Miller:
You think you're hot stuff cause you went to a dance. Dream on! Nobody wants to date you because you're a dog, a dog, a dog!
[He gasps and falls to the floor, causing Louise to run around the counter to see Richie has turned into a dog]
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