And now Veterinarian's Hospital, the continuing story of a quack who's gone to the dogs.
DR. BOB: Well, Nurse Piggy, ready to save another life?
NURSE PIGGY: Yes, Dr. Bob.
DR. BOB: Good, send the patient to another hospital!
NURSE JANICE: Dr. Bob, this is a special patient. Can't you tell by looking at him?
DR. BOB: Yes, he looks like a very unlucky bullfighter. Gored right through the gourd.
(Patient starts to sit up.)
DR. BOB: Down boy!
NURSE PIGGY: Dr. Bob, that is a helmet, and he is a viking.
DR. BOB: I know all about 'em. They come from Denmark. One of my ancestors was a viking.
NURSE PIGGY: Oh this, this isn't going to be a Great Dane joke, is it?
DR. BOB: Well it's a Dane joke, but I wouldn't call it great.
NURSE JANICE: Dr. Bob, no more jokes just because he's Danish.
DR. BOB: Oh, don't blame me I ordered a roll, not a danish! (Gotta come fast and furious.)
NURSE JANICE: Why not try fast and funny?
VIKING: Oh just hurry it up, will ya? I gotta get back to my plundering and pillaging
DR. BOB: Down boy! Listen, my ancestor the viking was terrible at plundering and pillaging.
NURSE JANICE: He was?
DR. BOB: Yes, he blundered his plundering, and he was stupid with his pillaging.
Nurses Janice and Piggy: (in unison) How stupid was he?
DR. BOB: They called him the pillage idiot.
And so we come to the end of another Veterinarian's Hospital. Tune in again next week when you'll hear Dr. Bob say...
DR. BOB: Good night, and may the good Lord take a viking to you!
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