Minnie! Minnie! Minnie, look! That's great, hon.
Betcha can't guess what I brought. Can ya, Minnie? Can ya? It's my very own boomerang!
That's great, hon. I'll say. Here goes nothing.
I reckon that there 'rang isn't for muckin' with. Remember, a boomerang's journey begins and ends in your hands.
Best put that down before something terrible happens. I wasn't muckin'. I was just. . .
Terrible! Terrible!
Gee, it's a good thing I didn't understand a word he said. Otherwise, I might think twice about throwing this wicked awesome boomerang!
Oh! Stop!
Let's get him. It wasn't me. It was the boomerang!
Wait! Stop! This is all your fault.
