Woody: Sam. Sorry, they were out of beer nuts and pretzels at the store, but guess what I got? Choco Puffs.
Norm: Hey-hey.
Cliff: Hey, all right.
Norm: Haven't had these since I was a kid.
Cliff: Hey, look at this. Uh, "90% real sugar, ten percent animal fat." God bless America, huh? I always liked eating mine straight from the box.
Sam: They still have prizes in these things?
Woody: Boy, I hope so. I remember when I was a kid, I got one of those lick-and-stick tattoo books. Never wore them though.
Norm: Felt pretty silly, huh?
Woody: No, I'm just waiting for a special occasion.
Norm: Yep, I got a prize.
Sam: Me, too. Dumb BB game.
Norm: Yeah, I got one of those cheap plastic rings.
Woody: Oh, great, another tattoo book. [Cliff coughs]
Norm: Let's see what Cliffie got. [Cliff coughs] Hey, Cliffie got skunked. [laughs]
Cliff: [coughing, whistling] [coughing, whistling]
Woody: Oh, Mr. Clavin got the whistle.