Scruffy knows:

[Scruffy]

All and Scruffy sees all.

Which is particularly helpful because Scruffy has no Cable.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

A cable what?

TV?

How can Scruffy know anything without Cable TV?

 

[Scruffy]

Scruffy simply knows, child. Why ask why? or how?

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

You gotta diamond in yer left incisor?

Or is that a cuspid?

And it's "chile."

 

[Scruffy]

It's just the warm glowing, warming glow that is Scruffy.

And it would be Chile if I was trying to sound like Maya Angelou. I wuddn't.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Ah Poet to the Prez.....

Billy's private poet for the masses - the US citizens.

I met her once in a toy store - looking for toys for her grandkids of all people Ann Myra was in there to.

I sad merry christmas to both.

Ah - life on the West Side was good.

 

[Laurel]

It's just the warm glowing, warming glow that is Scruffy.

And it would be Chile if I was trying to sound like Maya Angelou. I wuddn't.

Scruffy is Maya Angelou?

Wow. I'm honored by your presence, ma'am - er, Scruff...

 

[Cirrus]

Scruffy did way too many drugs in the 60s, which, for your info Scruffster, are over.

 

[lavender]