Brer Bear was trying so hard to break a record. But he wasn't having any luck.
"Aw, shucks. I really thot I could get de Splash rec'd fo biggest gum bubble" he said.
Chad came in with pink gum all over his face. "Why is there a piece of meat in this gum?"
"Must be de salmon I had stuck in ma teef" said Brer Bear.
Meanwhile, Jeremy may have suggested making the best of having Ross, but he soon changed his mind when...
"Oh dear! Ross has shredded my shoes!" he gasped.
"Oh no! Ross, don't chew on Jeremy's shoes" Patty cooed. "You could hurt your little teeth."
Now Jeremy was a little mad. "I'll get you, my Patty, and your little dog too!"
"I'm sorry, Jeremy, but they're just shoes" said Patty.
"Just shoes?" Jeremy almost shouted.
Brer Rabbit pulled Brer Fox away. "Brer Fox, put a transita in yo ear. I don't wantcha ter hear Brer Jeremy wen he's mad."
"He's just a puppy!" Patty defended. "And everyone else loves him. Right, Brers?"
Brer Rabbit and Brer Fox both responded with awkward stutters.
"Look, boys, I know Ross has been a little..." Patty began.
"Destructive?" Jeremy guessed.
"Vicious?" said Brer Rabbit.
"Incontinent?" said Brer Fox.
"I was gonna say adorably rambunctious" said Patty. "Look, what if I worked harder to train Ross? Would you give him another chance? Please?"
She made sad eyes at the Brers.
"Aw, don't give us doze puppy dawg eyes. You neitha, Ross" said Brer Fox.
Jeremy sighed. "Very well, Patty. But if you can't control that dog, he has to go."
"Act'shly, he alr'dy went. On Brer Fox's bed" said Brer Rabbit.
"What?!" snapped Brer Fox.
"I hopes you can sleep in a fridge" Brer Rabbit laughed.
In the Laughing Place, Burt Ward was reading a comic book as Chad and Brer Bear came back in.
"Pleez no mo dodgeball" Brer Bear panted.
"Given the way you were playing, it was just... ball" said Chad pitifully.
"No luck breaking the Splash dodgeball record, huh?" said Burt.
"I broke a lotta things, but not a rec'd" said Brer Bear.
Then he started throwing his laundry into a basket. All long distance shots were made without missing.
"Blimey, Brer Bear. Perhaps your natural throwing dexterity is applicable to a record" said Chad.
"Y'meen like bee flingin'? I can hit Brer Fox in de butt at thirty feet" said Brer Bear with pride.
"N-no" said Chad awkwardly. "I mean you could try that game where you toss a beanbag into a hole."
He couldn't think of what the game was called. "Oh, silly me, that game is so American. What's it called?"
"Beanbag toss" said Burt.
"Oh yes. You should try that" said Chad.
"Is dat in de Splash rec'd book?" said Brer Bear.
Chad took a peek in the book. "Gator tipping... beekeeping.... here it is! Beanbag tossing. Brer Turkey. 32."
"Dat ain't a lot. Maybe I could break dat rec'd" said Brer Bear.
Burt stood up and looked at the book. "Who set the gator tipping record? I wanna shake that critter's hand."
"Impossible. Brer Gator ripped it off. And then beat him with it" said Chad reading from the book.
