The GAC-IAD 10th Anniversary New Year's Wrap Party

[The Dogfather/Toadette]

Open on Sailor Mars's mansion in Tokyo Toontown. Fade to the interior, where the Japanese Beetle is the first guest, and effectively the only one in the house; Mars is currently bedridden. As he celebrates Christmas on both 25 December and 7 January (which is 25 December according to the Julian calendar—the more Christmas, the happier!), he is hanging up Christmas decorations.

Japanese Beetle: Fol we need a rittle Christmas......light this very minute......Candres at the window....Carols at the spinnet, yes—*looking at the fourth wall* Ah, I just cannot wait fol Varentine's Day! I have been placticing arrow-shooting. Rike this!

An arrow goes out from the Beetle's bow outside. To a backwards WB ricochet and the Jay Ward explosion....

An off-screen voice: HEY! I spent thirty years making this mecha!

Whoever the person is, he throws a wrench at the Japanese Beetle, which hits his head to the WB "Clang!".

Japanese Beetle (rubbing his head): Ooh! Very dishonorabre hit! He should consider himself rucky that that wasn't actual Cupid arrow.

The doorbell rings.

Japanese Beetle: Mole guests! *zip out*

When he opens the door, though, instead of guests a dirty hand swats him into the ground (to a different variation of the WB whack) with a robot arm! The hand slams the door.

Japanese Beetle (flattened): Oh! That wasn't just any lobot palt. That was "Super Special Beetle-Destroyer with a Flyswatter on Top!" Onry most enthusiastic mecha-builders use it—and as far as I know, there are no mecha anime with that arm.

[King Delbert]

Father Time (Red Skelton style in Rudolph's Shiny New Year):  Why, hello there...I'm Father Time!  Welcome to the tenth GAC/IAD New Years Party.  It's been a wonderful ten years with you, and it's going to get suspenseful this year as you will see.  Take a look at Bugs' mansion for the big change in the plans....

   Alright...this time I mean it ya stupid rabbit...NO GUESTS!!!!  I wanna just be me on New Years and some football.  Good thing the Playoffs are in College Football this year.
   Actually doc, we aren't having guests this year.
   Really???  [face in awe.....]
  We're going to a party somewhere else.
Daffy's face is surprised
  Rats...I was hoping to watch if Ohio State will go all the way...  And just who's house are we going to.
  ehh...well for some strange reason, Rei Hino's...you know her as Sailor Mars.
  WHAT?!  Why?
   I don't know, but we must keep on our toes because remember back on Thanksgiving, she wasn't feeling too good.

Father Time:  Bugs may be right.  Back please sands of time to when Simon Bars Sinister told Cad his evil plans back just a few weeks ago.  You remember how Simon turned to sushi then a poison mushroom a few times and every time for revenge Rei uses this to her advantage for revenge just to digest him...it was all according to Simon's plans which were going to be for Christmas, but Daffy wouldn't let us.

Simon:  Cad:  I gotta hand it to ya, I thought you were done with life.
Simon:  That's what I wanted the toons to think my boy.  I changed Sailor Mars forever and what will help give energy to the Negaverse for sure.  Look at my special TV screen:

We see on the screen the Sailor Scouts heading home from the Feast.  They are back to everyday school girls.  Rei still has a headache

   Rei..are you ok? 
Rei:  Ugghhhh....my head.  My whole self what's happened to me?

Simon:  See that Cad?
Cad: But boss, I don't get it
Simon:  Simple Cad, ever since she swallowed us, she started having a craving in her body.  Science is on our side my boy.  So what we'll do is hire someone to meet with her as a psychiatrist.  He'll suggest that she's going through that phase...which is true by the way...trick the toons into thinking that she will throw the New Years party just to gather the toons together.  They all eat these fake Hershey's Chocolate Baby New Years... and and when they do..they...whispers in Cad's ear
Cad:  WOW Boss, with that plan you've got Toontown for sure.
Simon:  He he he he...then I shall be master of the city.

Father Time:  Now let's take a look at  a couple of more days before New Years Eve as the sands of time shows...we find Usagi and her friends trying to cheer her up after Christmas.
  [knock..knock]  Rei, is everything ok.
Rei is still not feeling well.  Opens the door.
Rei:  Hey guys...sorry, I'm still not feeling well.
everyone:  WHAT?!
  Rei, tell me what you feel...I may be able to help you emotionally.  You may be a brat sometimes, but I'm you're friend, and friends help each other.
Rei:  Well, I don't know how to describe it, but it's as if I crave for something..I don't know what it is. 
  Well, we have to go, but if you need anything, call.
Mako:  Yeah, just remember, we're always here for you.
  Mhm...
Rei:  Thanks mina (everyone in Japanese).
They leave...another knock.  Rei again opens the door. 
Rei:  And just who are you?
Boris Badenov:  Allow me to introduce mine-self..I am doctor Boris..world's greatest psychiatrist.  You're friend Usaki..
Rei:  Usagi..
Boris:  You're right whatever...she sent me to help you [smiles with an evil grin]
Rei:  sigh...that Usagi...always being kind to others...well come on in.
Father Time:  So Rei told him about how it all began with the Thanksgiving Feast and what happened there.
Boris:  Well it's simple, you just have a craving for cartoon characters, and Dr. Boris always says to fulfill your addiction.  Young lady, invite all the toons for a New Years party and offer them these Baby New Years chocolate bars from Hershey's..and when they eat them...whisper's in Rei's ear
Rei:  Great plan.  I like it already.  I'll go as Sailor Mars and invite all of the toons and then...[licks her lips] delicious goods for me.
Boris:  Excellent...me hehe...excellent.

Editors note:  Feel free to use whatever cartoon characters you like and have some subplots for a couple of days.  Remember...EVERYONE is invited.  Just leave the Sailor Mars stuff to me at least until it gets climatic near the end (then I'll need help.

[The Dogfather/Toadette]

Back in the present, and , the latter holding a large film reel, have arrived at the mansion.

(looking down on the Beetle): Eh, what's up doc?

Japanese Beetle: Wercome, ! Wercome, ! I hope you rike Tokyo Toontown so far. What is that you ale hording, ?

: Bittersweet revenge on that dumb shroom-girl, that's what! Thanks to the good graces of that self-proclaimed "detec-a-tive" Snooper, I have a collection of Toadette's most humiliating moments of this year! In glorious faded 16mm Eastman colour, too! And I'm going to screen it for ALL the guests to see, as payback for all the madness I've been put through this year!

: I'm not too sure Toadette's going to like this, .

: Oh, don't get your hopes down! She's not coming to this party. Besides, she's writing this scene, so surely she
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Hey, who mu ted my dialogue!? And why d id it get bro ken into
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The text is glitching!!
: I tried to warn you, doc!

: That only makes me want to show this compilation even more! Japanese Beetle, get the projector ready!
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: Hmm, now the text is broken up properly.

The film starts to roll....there is a title card saying "Humiliating Toadette Moments: 12/28/2014", followed by Snooper (eating a banana) and me in the Private Eye office. This time, the eye is on a portrait.

Me: Gosh, Snoop, are you sure I won't dive into the ground if I mess up? I only ever did a Carlo Vinci stretch-dive once, during the Thanksgiving party, and even then my heart was racing for many minutes after.

Snooper (throwing the banana peel away): Don't hesitate, Toe-Date! You won't be seriously killed if you fail. It's very easy once you get used to it. Now watch closely.

Snoop jumps up and stretches out of the frame like a tube.

Snooper (walking back on-screen): And there's a special variation for use if you're in danger. I call it the butt-dive. Say you're being tribulated by that dastardly Playstation magic bird while refusing to let go of a Power Star. In that case, butt her in the face—

Snoop gets in this position, butting me in the process!

Snooper (still in mid-air): —and dive out!

He stretches out again.

Snooper: Now let's see you try it, my little toe-debted shroom-girl.

I end up throwing my butt right back at Snooper! (To the Jay Ward cymbal crash.) We're sent flying off-screen, crashing into a wall.

Snooper (who is worse for the wear): You overdid it with the butt-up-sticking, Toadette.
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Snooper: One thing that can help for beginners is scrambling before sticking the butt up. Like this:

To the H-B/DFE wind whistle scat, Snooper scrambles, then sticks his butt up and stretches out.

Snooper: Now try it!

So I scramble, stick my butt up, and stretch out....but when I think I've succeeded at a butt-dive, I end up crashing into Snoop's desk off-screen!

The table has been completely destroyed!!

Snooper: Hmm, looks like we're going to have to work on stopping. Just rememememember, Toadette: a Vinci stretch-dive gives you more power than one of Bob's homemade Blab-ombs—I mean, Blab's homemade Bob-ombs! Those are three times weaker than regular Bob-ombs, you know!

Me (wearied up): Somehow it sounds like I'm involved in a terrorist plot.
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Snooper: Now, with any stretch-dive, you might keep zipping along like a comet of brush-strokes until you destruct yourself on something. I know it happened to Blab once. So it's important that you know how to regain your footing lest you potentially Apfel a strudel.

Once again, Snooper stretches off-camera. This time, there's a shot of him putting his feet down and putting on the brakes.

Snooper: Of course, if you want to keep going, you can also run once your feet are put down. Bear in mind, though, once you get that bear out of your mind, that is, you'll end up running twice as fast as you normally would. Very unstable, if you query me.

Me: I'll see what'll happen.

I scramble and do a butt-dive.....then I put my feet down and start running rapidly!

I run on the walls, on the ceiling, and literally leave a trail of fire behind me! (Luckily, the fire is weak such that it goes out after a few seconds.)

Me: Snooooooop!! How do I stooooop!?

Snooper: Try skidding!!

So I skid......

right into the banana peel Snoop threw from earlier! I end up sliding right out the window (breaking it in the process), and fall ten floors (to the WB falling sound) as Snoop looks.

The impact is such that the screen shakes! A solo bugle of "Taps" starts playing in the background.

Snooper: You know, *sniff* she wasn't such a bad kid. How wrong I was that she wouldn't be seriously killed while attempting to do this!

Me (calling out): Snoop! Don't worry! I'm not dead!

Snooper: Even now, I can hear her high-pitched voice. Very annoying, perhaps, but invariably nostalgic nonetheless.

Me: Don't call my voice annoying, Snoop!

Snooper: *gasp, look down at the broken window* Toadette! Thank goodness you're alive!! I was worried Princess Peach would sue me for Princess's-daughtericide!

Me (climbing out of a crater shaped like my falling body, and somehow not even slightly ruffled, let alone injured): Oh, you can expect a lawsuit from her for uncleanliness! You should pay more attention to your banana peels.

At that moment, though, a rushing ambulance runs me over! Flattened am I on the ground.

Me: And maybe I should pay more attention to my own welfare........
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is laughing heartily, only to find that the reel ends there.

: Boo! Hiss! I wanted to see the moment when Wingo kidnapped Toadette because she refused to let go of that Power Star!

: What is wrong with you, !? You should be grateful that Toadette's even alive after that fall, let alone imbued with fall survival powers like !

: Hmm, I wasn't aware that color-changing leaves and chilly weather could kill anybody.

: And as for the other humiliating moments, eh! *chomping on a carrot* I think it makes sense that Snooper would only own this reel. Ask Nintendo for that whole Wingo insanity.

DISCLAIMER: Do not try to do a Vinci stretch-dive, much less a butt-dive, in real-life.

[ParamountCartoons]

  So, you bought "The Interview" to stream on YouTube, huh?


  Just be glad we weren't attacked! By the way, that film was horrible, how could they sink down this low of a plot? They are worse then Seth MacFarlane! Don't they know comedy? If you want to pick on a country, do it in a way that's less about shock and more about laughs!

  Uhh.......this is the thing people are paying to see these days.........it got more negative attention....if you want funnier and more well-written movies, make one of your own someday!


  Haven't you seen our nephews? They've made a cartoon called "Dummie and  ". It's a Mickey cartoon series where Mickey fights his new friend Dummie, so Dummie can have supernatural powers to reanimate Walt. They're going to work at Disney Television Animation and someday pitch it.


  I've heard Huey has some strange fixations, not sure about Duey and Louie!


  Allright move it this is no morning radio talk show, if you want to talk do it somewhere else!

[King Delbert]

Father Time:  And so all the cartoon characters you know have showed up or are on their way (any toon you can think of is there)...but then the invitation caught the eye of Usagi and her friends.
  Hey..look, and invitation to the New Years Party...from Sailor Mars? 
Mako:  Funny, I thought she was sick the last time we saw her.
Ami:  Hmmm..this is suspicious.  Luna, what do you think?
Luna:  Well....
  I SAY LET'S GO TO THE PARTY!  AHHAHAHAHAHA!

Luna: GROAN....
Mako:  Luna, do you have a plan?
Luna:  We'll go..
REALLY?!
Luna:  But not go inside.
[Falls over]...GROAN WHY?!
Mako:  It could be a trap.
Luna:  Mako is right, my senses still say that something isn't right, and we need to find out what's going on.
mmm..I gues you do have a point, Rei would never do such a thing..and she has not been feeling well, I guess we could check up on her and make sure that all toons are safe.

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[The Dogfather/Toadette]

: So the other Sailor Scouts, in wanting to make sure things were alright, y'know, nothin' suspicious goin' on—

Father Time: Hey now! I'm the narrator here.

: Yeah, well I've been as much ever since these IAD forums first sprang up! 'Course, I didn't come back till the big St. Patrick's-Easter thread came along.

Father Time: Look, this thread was so that Justin could do his toon-craving Mars plot. Now go back to your party festivities at the mansion, please.

: Well, I think we've had enough madness for this year! Gettin' sick of it, really! Frankly, I'd rather another forum fight or even a flame war break out over Jones vs. Clampett, just like in the Toonzone and GAC days.

Me (popping on-screen, still flattened from the ambulance earlier): You're both fired from the narrator's post! Sheesh.
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*doorbell ring*

Japanese Beetle: I'rr get it!

When he goes over, however, the door is smashed onto him as Mr. Jinks (with a policeman's hat) runs in with a broom!

Mr. Jinks: All right, you miserable toonies, hands up!! Or I'll clobber you with this brooooom of mine!!

: Gawrsh, what's going on, Mr. Jinks?

Mr. Jinks: I just received a tip-off from, uh, Toad-Etiquette that those miserable meeces are hiding out here! Yowp finished reviewing all their cartoons on the 27th, so they've been searchin' for some abode to spend the rest of their miserable lives. And, uh, yours truly has gotten a job, as, like, a New Year's party-breakup-type policecat. So if you folks don't come forth and tell me where Pixie and Dixie are, you're all going to get it! Wood strings on your head, that is!

: Hmph, a broom? Is that the best you can manage? Why not something more, like, violent, like a gun?

Mr. Jinks: Bushwa! A broom is, like, my trademark! I mean, you wouldn't have Robin Hood without a bow and arrow, would you?

zips over and gives Mr. Jinks the gun.

Mr. Jinks: But uh, thank YOU anyways, ! *pointing the gun at everybody* All right, you're all going to get it now! A bullet in your head, that is!

When he pulls the trigger, however, all that comes out is a small white flag that says, "Delayed Reaction: Bullet Shoots Only After Small Period of Time".

Mr. Jinks: What!? Now, uh, listen here, you gun-shy gun you! *shaking the gun and trying to empty it out on the floor* When I say shoot, I mean—

BLAM and leave a hole through Jinksie's foot!

Mr. Jinks: .....shoot.

Cue a very wild, loud-mouthed take from Jinksie.....

Mr. Jinks: YEEEEEEEEAAA
OOOOOOOOOO
OOWWWW!!!!!

....and since Mars's mansion's ceiling is so weak, the chandelier above Jinks comes down during his scream!! Yes, Jinksie is now shaped like a chandelier.

Mr. Jinks: I should stop screaming so loud. My vocal cords are, uh, sensitive to too much pressure, both in and out.

[King Delbert]

Toadette:  So other toons came along..naturally. 
 doorbell rings.
Mars:  Come in...oh...you again. 
Shoeshine Boy:  Hello.  Say have we met?
Mars:  Well uhh (realizing that she was not Sailor Mars when her and Shoeshine Boy met)...nope...never did, but I'm glad you came.
Shoeshine Boy:  Well gee thank you....[to the audience] actually, this party sounds suspicious because I remember her being sick after the Thanksgiving fight.  If something goes wrong, I shall transform into Underdog and save everybody.
doorbell rings again.
Mars:  Come on in....[smiles daintily]
Rocky and Bullwinkle enter
Bullwinkle:  Nice place for a girl eh??
Rocky:  C'mon Bullwinkle...I think something's up.
Bullwinkle:  Oh Rock...you always say that. 
Rocky:  Yeah but where do we have the party for the past 10 years.
Bullwinkle: On the Internet.
Rocky:  No no no..at Bugs' place.
Bullwinkle: yeah....
Rocky: I wonder why that is...
Toadette: As you can see, some toons were fishy, but most were gullible.  Take Homer and Marge for example...Marge is a woman of wisdom so she knew something wasn't right
  I don't know, Homer.  This is pretty weird.
  Yeah I agree with Mom.
Toadette: But Homer and Bart thinks otherwise.
  Aww come on Marge...they said there's gonna be a special treat for us.
Yeah and besides which, they have an Xbox man!
  Groan...

Toadette:  Outside the other scouts kept a sharp vigil from outside.
Luna:  Now stand guard...the minute something goes wrong..transform.  Got it?
  Blah blah...
Luna: Groan...
voice:  eh heh he he heh...
Luna: mm? [she peaks around the other side to find Simon and Cad on the other side also taking a peak].
Simon:  Any minute now Cad...any minute...
Luna: [in thought] I sense something bad about to happen, but I don't know what to do yet.

Toadette:  Meanwhile more characters were on their way.  Along the way, Popeye came across two familiar characters digging for scraps in the trash.
   Ahoy there..have you've seen me goil, Olive?
  Beat it buster...yeah she's over at the party!
  Well Blow me Down...what happened to ya?
  We got fired from being the narrator, so we need to find other methods of food.
  We?? [mumbles] I don't understand why these two are..
Father Time: Yes unfortunately..WE...
  mumbles some more......OK..well Happy New Year.
Toadette:  Just figured I added that to show how much more powerful of a narrator I am. AHAHAHAHA!!!

Toadette:  Oh..ahem...the story..well, give me a moment and I'll tell you some other things that happened before the chocolate got distributed, but first let's hear another word from our sponsor
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[King Delbert]

Toadette:  The hour to doom was rapidly approaching, but none of the other toons know that as they make some resolutions.
Rocky:  Bullwinkle, do you have any resolutions?
Bullwinkle:  Of course Rock, we'll dress up as Indians and throw tea into the harbor.  Then we'll stand on our ground and protect our homeland with our very lives!!!!!  Then we'll..
Rocky:  BULLWINKLE!!!
Bullwinkle: hm.
Rocky:  That's not a resolution!
Bullwinkle:  Oh..I thought you said revolution.
Rocky:  Tennessee Tuxedo?
Tennessee Tuxedo:  No more scamming to make money.  We're gonna earn it the right way.  Right Chumley?
Chumley:  Duh, yeah...
Rocky:  Ruffle Feather and Running Board?
Ruffle Feather:  hdehf;eofhopafhopjhhfhihfdfhohfhahoihoahio
Bullwinkle: What did he say?
Running Board:  Him say we not get upset over the name Washington Redskin anymore.  Not start riots. 
The Go Go Gophers have their fingers crossed
Rocky:  Uncle Waldo?
Waldo:  Oh just the same as Tennessee Tuxedo's you know..being a con man all my life you know..
Filmore:  Duh..and a liar too.  He's a good one too.  Why just a few seconds ago he told this great lie about having a New Year's Resolution.
Waldo:  Thank you Beauregard for that information.
Filmore:  Duh, it's FILOMORE!!!
Rocky:  Fred Flintstone??
Fred:  Uhh..to make more money in a big way.
Rocky:  Hey that's good, but how?
Fred:  I've already started a wrestling federation with Mr. McMagma.  We start in March.
Rocky:  Oh boy....Daffy?
Bugs nuges Daffy a little
  Ohhh alright...to be more willing to invite every toon during our parties.  There are you happy.
   Ehh, what about you Gumby?  You've already seem to have started yours.
Gumby: That's right, I'm going to be more vigilant with more TV ventures.
  Sure Gumby sure.  How about you Alvin?  Alvin?  ALLLLLLLLLLVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNN!
Alvin:  Bugs, I am playing Xbox with Bart.
  ehhh..that's Alvin.  How about you Charlie Brown?
Simple, I'll be wishy one day, and washy the next.  That way I'm not so wishy washy.
  Charlie Brown, your always so wishy washy that you'll never be able to live up to that expectation. 
  Good Grief!
Rocky:  And how about Spongebob?
  Argh..don't you see me boy, Spongebob's already as good as gold for a New Year's Resolution.
  Perhaps being a little more quiet can be one.
Rocky:  Homer?
  Watch more television and DRINK MORE BEER!! Woo-Hoo!
Rocky:  That's not a resolution, Homer..
  Who cares?  It makes me feel like a better person.  Woo-Hoo!
Rocky:  And Donald..
   To be kind and friendly like Uncle Scrooge
   What are you doing with my punch, Duck?  I was supposed to be the one drinking it!  And give me back that bootleg of The Interview!
   Doggone son of a.. BAWAWAWAWAWAWAWAWAWAWAWA
   Alright Donald, that's enough.
Rocky:  Hmmm...[suspiciously] what about our host..Sailor Mars?
Mars:  Uhhh..well...I g..I guess it's to help Bugs and Daffy out by having more parties like that in the future [in thought] Like they'll be a future for these toons...in my stomach..
Rocky:  Are you sure?  This whole thing seems fishy to me.
Mars:  [getting all nervous]  I..I...
Bullwinkle:  Oh come now Rock!  If it was fishy, she wouldn't have invited us.  Besides, she's got cable TV.  All we have is Netflix and hulu.
[while playing xbox with Alvin]  Yeah, don't have a cow, man.
Mars:  Exactly..and now I have a treat for you..
  Oh BOY..Hershey's Chocolate, my favorite!!
Mars: Ah, but this is no ordinary chocolate bar..
It's Hershey's chocolate!!  Jynks!  You owe me a beer.
Mars: sigh..Yes they're Hershey, but they are special chocolate bars..
Bullwinkle:  Because it's the Baby New Year!
Mars:  WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP AND LISTEN?!  Anyways, these bars have something special to them, so you must each eat them before midnight New Years Day for something very special to happen [then smiles daintily]
   OH BOY...GIMMIE!!! BAWAWAWAWAWAWAWA [he's already eaten his].  Oh yeah that's good..
Luna:  Special chocolate bars...something isn't right..I can sense it.
Mars:  Now it's 11 o'clock now, so you have an hour to eat it ALL up. 
Yogi:  Roger that..Over and out.  Nay ay AY!!

[The Dogfather/Toadette]

Me: Now, before I continue with the story, let me take the opportunity to fire myself from the narrator's post. My attitude can best be summed up by what said the first time I fired him:

I know I'm supposed to be narrating and all, but Toadette fired me, telling me about how she'd rather approach these parties as if they were actual animation with the readers visualizing through the descriptions.

These words have held up pretty well, and in fact I honestly regret that I partook in the practice during Thanksgiving rather than already putting an end to it then and there. I mean, think about it: would the and be NEARLY as entertaining if some narrator were telling you what was going on? What about, say, "Operation: Rabbit" with a narrator intoning in and contradicting 's constant assertions of being a genius? That's best left to the viewer, I say! Huckleberry Hound is a different matter; even then, Huck had some neat dialogue with the narrator, who himself didn't constantly show up. Same for Tex Avery's "The Cuckoo Clock"; there, the narration served for Poe-satiring humorous effect, and only showed up at the beginning and end of the cartoon.

It depends on the situation, really. But even though these parties don't have the benefit of visuals, I still think the narration is becoming a crutch. Let's see if description can be relied on......and a local station announcer will do things like sponsor plugs.
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: Eh, I'm not too sure about these bars. I feel a strange aurora emanating out of mine.

: Relax, palsy ol' ! Come to think of it, what's YOUR New Year's Resolution?

All the other toons: Yeah!

: Oh, my resolution? Let's put it this way: to make sure that WBA makes the new "Wabbit" revival IN-HOUSE, including layouts and cel animation!! Oh, and also to make sure the writers and directors, whoever they are, study our cartoons closely down to Freleng's timing, Jones's expressions, Tashlin's live-action sensibilities, Clampett's wackiness, and McKimson's solid drawing, not to mention the good taste in gags of Maltese, Pierce, and Foster! Not to mention that whole nonsense about "cliched anvil gags"; not like we had them in EVERY cartoon!

Huckleberry Hound: You know what my resolution is? To find a stragedy to raise money so that the WB executives can actually pay the Capitol music holders. Then people could finally enjoy the adventures of me, Pixie and Dixie and Mr. Jinks, Yogi, Quick Draw, Snoop and Blab, and Augie Doggie and Doggie Daddy again!

Dixie: Hear hear!

Mr. Jinks (still shaped like a chandelier): Aha! So there you miserable meeces are! *scramble off*

Pixie: Run, Dixie! It's the attack of the feline chandelier!! *zip off*

As they run, Jinks, with a great pounce, ends up crushing those meeces to pieces due to his giant chandelier-type form!

[King Delbert]

Toadette:  So all the...oh wait am I still narrating....never mind, I'm gonna keep going anyways....ahem...so all the toons were still enjoying themselves.  The time, 11:40pm New Years Eve.  Only 20 more minutes until midnight.  And nearly ALL the toons have eaten their Hershey's Baby New Year Chocolate Bars.  There were still a handful that haven't yet.  One of them was that wabbit himself...Bugs Bunny.
   Ehhh...I still don't think I should eat this.
Japanese Beetle:  Is something wrong, honorabre Rabbit-u?
  Ehhh...Look I sense something up with these chocolate bars...ehh...maybe I should just stick to carrots so that...
Japanese Beetle:  Ah, but master, honerabre host wants all the toons to eat dericious bars for a big surprise.
  Well I'm not one for being surprised you know...[snaps finger]
The Blue Racer appears.
Japanese Beetle: Ah, Brue Racer-san
Blue Racer  So, trying to play butler you delicious hunk of beetle you. [opens mouth and starts chomping]
The Japanese Beetle flies off and out of the house with the Blue Racer right behind him.
Blue Racer  I hope you like flying, cause you'll be doing A LOT of it.
   Happy Landings.....you devious slant ey-
heads of Usagi, Minako, and Mako appear
  HEY..HEY!
Minako:  You seem to be forgetting...
Mako:  Us Japanese anime characters are on this special too.
   Eh he he..I I mean..you devious rat..he he..
  [while smiling happily] GOOD!  AHAHAHAHA!!!
The heads disappear.
  [in thought] Hmmm...this doesn't seem right...I better get out of here. [as he's thinking this, he tries to sneak out of the house.  He bumps into Sailor Mars]  OOF!
Mars just stares at him with an angry face.
  ....Hello................................AUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH! [he runs off; cue fast paced Carl Stalling music with suspense]
Bugs keeps running to a different door, but each time Mars comes rushing in to block his way.  Finally they stop at the last door.
Mars:  Going somewhere rabbit?!
  ehh...well you see...I was just ehh...I needed to step out of the house because....I just remembered to keep my old hole home tidy today, so ehh.
Mars:  Oh I see, I understand...BUT I certainly don't want you missing out on all the fun. 
  Well, I guess I could stay a while...HEY....How is it you were faster than me?  I thought you had the power of fire?!
The Runner's head pops out behind her.
   [tongue sound effect]......BEEP BEEP...ZOOOMMM..
  Oh so now the Road Runner works for you, huh...
Mars:  C'mon Bugs...stay a while...enjoy that chocolate bar.
   Well actually...eh..I don't each much sweets, so...
Mars: [crying...though she's really faking it]  You don't know how hard it was for me to get these nice treats for you.  Nobody appreciates what I have to go through.  [fake cries some more]
   D'at's my soft spot...dames crying.  So she wants me to eat this chocolate bar.  Look, cut the crying Mars...I'll eat the chocolate bar.
Mars:[smiles]  I knew you see it my way.

Toadette:  15 minutes til midnight.  By now every toon has had their chocolate.  15 minutes does seem like a little while for a brief sub-plot of a tangent.  Does anybody have any???  While I wait, I shall hum theme songs from my favorite toons.  [starts humming]

EDITORS NOTE:  Final chance to post any last minute gags.  The big climatic scenes may start tonight!

[The Dogfather/Toadette]

Warning: This could be very controversial.

Mars: Say, now that I've thunk of it, where's Snoop and Blab?
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earlier that day...

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Snooper and Blabber are in their office in one of the Gaudí-esque buildings near Toontown's Pinscreen Pavillion. Blabber is vacuuming, but the vacuum is not seen.....yet.

Snooper: Ah, New Year's Eve! When we can light up firecrackers and let our nostrils take in the smoky air.....provided it's not made of sulfur, that is.

Blabber: It's also a good time to clean up in time for the new year. And luckily, Snoop, we have a Kirby-brand vacuum!

And indeed, Blab's vacuum turns out to be Kirby sucking up dust and other particles on the floor!

The telephone rings.

Snooper: Blab, turn off that sucker! *answering the phone* Snooper Detective Agency, wishing you a Happy New Year's Eve! If your party has a tasteless song by John Lennon, we'll go McCarthy and dub you Lenin!.......A 215? Sorry, we don't have time for that case, 'specially if you can only cough up $30. *hang up*

Blabber: Who was that, Snoop? And what's a 215?

Snooper: It was Usagi. And a 215 is "Magical girl sick after Thanksgiving overindulgence." *phone ringing again, with Snooper answering* Yes?.....wait, Toe Debt!? We haven't borrowed any toes.

Me (on the other side of the phone): No, Snoop, it's Toadette, as in the little adorable shroom-girl from Princess Peach's castle in Videoville!

Snooper: Ah, me favorite toe-debted spore kid!

Me: Listen, you and the others need to get out of the office quick! They're coming.....

Snooper: Wait, you don't mean—

And just then, the office door is kicked down! Cue a bunch of hippies!

Hippies: You're going to accept the singing of that ideal world with no religion, no countries, no property, no heaven nor heck at Times Square tonight!

Snooper: Ohcrackers, we've been de-undetec-a-ted! Quick, everybody out the window in the name of the Private Eye Defenestration Society!

Blabber: But Snoop, we're ten floors above—

Snooper: Trust me, if Toadette could survive, WE can!

And with that, Snooper, Blabber, and Kirby all butt-dive out the tenth-floor window, which had been fixed from my earlier fall. Being surrounded by a bunch of hippies is a fate worse than a ten-story fall, it seems.

[ParamountCartoons]

Warning: Some material may be contreversial


Everyone: AHHHHHHHH!

Suddenly, a "Chapman" flies and rescues Snooper, Blabber, and Kirby!

Blabber: Just how many John Lennon asassinitation puns are we going to get in this party?

Florence: I'm Florence Ballard, the Friendly Chapman Ghost. I'm not directly related to the deranged man!

Blabber: A friendly Chapman?

Florence: Sigh, that was the surname they put on my grave. I'm the John Lennon equivelent in the Supremes, but more upstaged.  Well, here you are at Toontown

Flo then drops them off to  's mansion

Florence: Well, better be heading to Detroit!

  Now where in Louie's name have you been Snooper, Blabber and Kirby?

Snooper: We tried run away from a bunch of hippies, then some celebrity ghost flies us away to your mansion

  You've had too much sugar. Let me melt the Hershey's candies with my laser beams

*Makes Microsoft Sam sounds*

Sammy t3h Snake: Now calm.....down.....

Embit: What just happened first it was Toont-

Sammy t3h Snake: Sammy t3h Snake Land

Quacky: What is going on here?

Waddle: Waddle's VCR on the old IAD forums........

Nostaliga Critic: I haven't touched a VCR in years!

Ben T. Looney: I need to rant on 4K Blu-ray players

Rowdy: You mean like the players Charlie Brown is going against?

Mr. Coat: Like Blue Sky's new movie?

AniMat: I hope they don't ruin it with modern pop songs and I hope they give it a G rating

Stu Shostak: Please let this CGI be good here

Stuart K Reily: He does pretty good CG for a YouTube Poop

Mr. Enter: This CG on YouTube's animation looks like a bad 90s videogame and is TERRIBLE!

Pieguyrulz: This 90s cartoon had a few good plot points! Good episode!


Suddenly, colors distorted


Hoo ahh dairy got corporation fod-ddd--d--ddd

Suddenly things get weird showing 500000000 of my 2003 thoughts in a split second

Linus crashes into the coke sign over and over again

A traffic light goes on green

*Static*It's December 2003 now!*

*TV  Turns on*

Now New Years is 2003 going on 2004!

[King Delbert]

Cut to live action of me at the University TV station that I work at.  I am in the control room trying to get this special over the air.

Me:  What?  [I say a few curse words here and there]  Sigh...
I take my cell phone out to call my boss, Theresa (no last names will be mentioned tonight) to see how to get it fixed.
Me:  Hi Theresa, umm...it's hard for me to explain, but the broadcast is acting up.  First the color got distorted, then more weird stuff I can't explain happened, and now it's playing the 2003 feed.
Theresa:  Sigh...ok, I don't know if this will help, but try clicking 360-03.
Me:  Ok...I see it, I'm gonna try it.  Bye.  [hangs up]
I click on it, the system starts making even weirder noise, then KABLOOM!  The whole system is shot. 
Me:  AW [four letter word].  [another curse word here]  There's no way of explaining this to Theresa.  I don't know if it will be fixed.  Ah, who watches these old cartoon characters anyway [I used to like them, but I grew up and gotten into sports]
I fall asleep for about 5 minutes, when I hear a noise.
   hey....doc...
I wake up
   hey....doc...
Me:  Bugs Bunny?  You can't be real.
   Please...please fix the machine...you'll disappoint the children.
   And besides...ya gonna disappoint me...
   Sufferin Succotash...you'll disappoint all the toons.  We wanna see what happens.
  Pickachu
Me:  Oh yeah, like my childhood innocence is gonna make me try to fix it.  All you old toons I used to watch as a kid.  Tsk..I'm over that.  I don't know if there is anything I can do.  I tried. 
  Aww..c'mon Justin, there certainly must be one toon you must of cared about enough to still be in you're heart.  [winks to one particular toon]
Me:  NO WAY!
Then the voice of that particular toon began to speak
Toon:  Please...
Me:  huh
It was Sailor Venus!!!
Venus:  Please try to put the special back on...would you...could you....do it for me?
Me:  Sailor Venus?   
I grew up as a kid having a crush on Sailor Venus and it kind of stuck with me all those years.  Soon ALL of the toons were gathered around me.  I started to cry.  I rushed to Venus's arms.
Me:  Oh how could I disappoint my favorite girl!!
But as I was going to hug her, ALL the toons just disappeared.  All of them..gone.
Me:  Could...could all this be a dream?  Hmmm....[I call Theresa again]  Hi Theresa, me again.  Hey, now the whole system had crashed and I don't know what to do
Theresa:  Oh that's easy.  Just hit the restart button.
Me:  The restart button....[I push it]

Toadette: It was now 5 minutes til midnight...

Me:  It works!!  Wow.  Well hey thank you, and have a good evening!  Alright, buh bye. [hangs up]

Ami:  Be alert you guys.  My computer just detected some strange...

Me:  geesh...that was some dream.

Ami: ...so be ready.
the rest of the scouts:  Right!

Then I saw a wondrous sight.  After that line, I saw Minako turn her head and winked at me.  That's when I realized that the whole thing was not a dream. 

EDITORS NOTE:  Tomorrow for sure (hopefully by morning) for the climatic scenes.  Sorry, but I couldn't resist and had to figure out a way to get back to the show with that previous gag.  Also, I would say half of what I just said was false.  It was all for dramatic effect.   

[King Delbert]

Toadette:  Only 3 more minutes until midnight, and not one toon still knows not what's to happen.
Ryan Secrest [on a tv]:  We are just a few minutes away from the ball to drop
  C'mon kill that dame sucker [still playing xbox with Alvin]
Bender:  Ahhh...New Years Eve.  Another pointless day where I accomplish nothing....except that candy bar which for some reason I ate considering I'm a robot.
Mars:  Two minutes!  Everybody had their chocolate?
random responses of yes I did and we sure did etc
  Cheers?
  Cheers. 
   Aren't you a little young to be drinking?
  Of course, Mr. Duck. 
  That's why we drink Apple Juice
    
   Oh BOY OH BOY OH BOY.  Everybody Count!
Everyone:  Ten..nine..
Simon: eight...seven...
Minako: six...
Mako: five...
Ami: four...
  three...
Luna: two....
everyone in the house:  ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!  CHEERS  Should all acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind...should all acquaintance be forgot for AULD LANG...
BRIGHT FLASH
everyone is going hey what's going on what's happened and what in the world
  What is same hill? Gasp.
Tweety Bird is now the size of Sylvester for some reason.
   Oh boy.  That candy made him acres and acres of Tweety Bird, and it's MINE...ALL MINE!
   Oooo...I taught I taw an iddy bitty putty tat. 
  [grabs hold of Tweety] Gocthya..sniff sniff..why do smell so gummy??
  Aye Curumba...look at the size of the TV.
   Woo hoo...hoo hoo...hoo hoo..what a way to watch the big games for the NCAA playoffs this year. 
   Ehh..I don't thing it's a new TV.  Look at the couch.
Blabber:  He's right folks..it's a 411.
Snooper:  A 411 Blab?  That means old lady run over by a martian from outer space.
Blabber:  I'm sorry Snoop..I meant to say 114, toons turning just an inch tall.
Snooper: That's better Blab. [looks to the other side in shock]  Better make it a 247 Blab..LOOK!
  sniff sniff...Woo Hoo...I've turned into a yummy gummy candy!  [takes a little bite out of his arm]  D'oh!  [takes another bite]  D'oh!  mmmmm.....[about to take another bite]
  Homer knock it off...this is serious..we've been turned into little gummy treats for someone to eat!
  B--B-But But But...who would wanna eat us.
voice:  A very good question Porky!
   Sufferin Succotash!  Look!
Mars: It just so happens when I swallowed Simon Bar Sinister twice I'd devolop a crave a food that originally came from cartoon characters, so I gave you all those chocolate bars to turn you all into gummy treats for me to eat!
   GASP  Oh no!
  Oh no!
  Oh no!
Oh no!
Kool Aid guy: OH YEAH!

We'll be right back:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-y2LjOMSzR8

[ParamountCartoons]

*Flashes back to regular form*

  Liar, it's not 2015! We counted down too early!