Inky: [he is cooking pancakes that look like Pac-Man] Hey Clyde, how about a barbecued Pac-Pancake? They look just like Pac-Man. [eats one] Only they don't taste as good as he does.
Clyde: No thanks. I like chomping on a real thing. [a frisbee flies in his face] I said I don't want no pancake!
Blinky: That ain't no pancake Clyde! It's a flying dog set. A slying fog set. It's a...
Sue: You silly jerks. This is a frisbee.