Mort vs Kowalski (WHERE IS THE FEET?)

Dr Blowhole gazed calmly at the moniters. There was nothing, absolutly NOTHING, going on anywhere. He was starting to get bored. He hadn't schemed against the penguins in a while.
He growled and spun towards the lobsters. There was no plan.

Unless...

Yes. He felt it. It stared at the very corner of his mind and crept slowly along until he was consumed kwa it. A new plan!
"Lobsters!!" He yelled, smiling slyly.




Dr Blowhole: *singing while slowly driving around the crowd of his lobsters*
I know that your levels of thinking,
are as low as the weakest of tides.
But dull as wewe are, pay attention!...

Flashback: Take 1

Skipper: "I guess Dr. Blowhole isn't as smart as he thinks he iAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" *small warehouse goes underground*

*penguins wrapped around the spikes*

Private: "I don't think the karanga butte--
Wait! Where's the karanga siagi winkie?"

Rico: "Wasn't me..."

Private: "Rico! wewe have karanga siagi on your chin!"

Rico: "Uuuum...would wewe believe coincidence?"

Private: T_T

Flashback: Take 2

Skipper: "I guess Dr. Blowhole isn't as smart as he thinks he iAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" *small warehouse goes underground*

*penguins wrapped around the spikes*

Private: "I don't think the karanga siagi winkie...