- Rhinokey: [thunder sounds after he makes a weather joke] I prefer applause, but thunder-clapping will do.
- Crock: [going through a trash can] This shopping center doesn't have enough food to make a snack for a Flant.
- Narrator: Some resourceful Wuzzles are well-prepared for such rainy days. While others are fully prepared to do nothing.
- Crock: [is bitten by the Birddog he tried to trick out of its house] Some gratitude. And after I was kind enough to house-sit for ya.
- Narrator: Having Crock around the house could be the start of something big. Big trouble. A big Crockful of trouble, you might say.
- Narrator: Most Wuzzles just talk about the whether, but these two are actually doing something about it. They're faking it.
- Butterbear: He's been using me all along. And after I treated him just like his own mother.
- Rhinokey: No, you didn't; his own mother threw him out.
- Crock: Ohhhh, it's only insufferable pain, Butterbear. Nothin' for you to worry your pretty head about.
- Crock: Oh, don't trouble yourself, dear lady; I really don't feel that bad.
- Butterbear: Oh, you will - If you don't let me take care of you, that is.
- Crock: So make sure to get some of my tongue-tingling, snout-smacking, newfangled meloncherry juice. To get yours, stop by 1515 Lazybone Lane.
- Narrator: It's often said "Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home." But in Crock's case, it should say "Be it ever so *crumble*, there's no place like home."