"WELL, THAT SUMMER, ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE WERE PRETTY BORED IN THEIR SMALL HOMETOWN OF FROSTBITE FALLS, MINNESOTA. THEY WERE SO BORED, BUT ROCKY DECIDED IT WAS ABOUT TIME THEY STARTED THEIR TRADITION OF GOING TO UNIVERSAL STUDIOS FLORIDA, AND THAT MADE BOTH OF THEM QUITE ECSTATIC, SO THEY BOUGHT A RENTAL CAR, AND AWAY THEY WENT! THEY WERE DRIVING FOR MILES AFTER MILES AND DECIDED TO MAKE A STOP IN NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA, AT A SMALL RESTAURANT IN THE MIDST OF BOURBON STREET, "Le Boîte de Montain Deaux" BEFORE CONTINUING THE JOURNEY..."

(*jazz music plays in background*)

"Boy, Rocky.." Bullwinkle spoke, a mouthful of shrimp in his mouth. "This New Orleans Cajun shrimp sure is—"

"Sure is what, Bullwinkle?" Rocky asked.

"SUDDENLY, BULLWINKLE BEGAN CHOKING, AND THEN A HUGE PLUME OF FIRE CAME STRAIGHT FROM HIS MOUTH."

"—sSSPICYYYYYYYYY!!" Bullwinkle hollered. "WATER! I NEED WATER!!"

"Ah got de water, ah gay-ron-teee!" A familiar-voiced, pale, rather short waiter dressed in a tuxedo (and using an awful Cajun accent) exclaimed. He and a very tall female waiter (also in a tuxedo) rushed over to Bullwinkle with a hose and shoved it in the moose's mouth.

"Wait...that voice, where've I heard that voice?" Rocky pondered.

"YES, AS YOU COULD PROBABLY TELL, THIS WAS BUT ONE OF MANY OF BORIS BADENOV'S DISGUISES, AS A WAITER AT THAT PARTICULAR CAJUN RESTAURANT THAT BULLWINKLE AND ROCKY WERE AT. ALONG WITH NATASHA, THE TWO SPIES WERE ATTEMPTING TO KILL THE MOOSE AND SQUIRREL ON THEIR VACATION, FOR IN THE WORDS OF FEARLESS LEADER;"

"—Evil NEVER takes eh holiday! Now GIT BACK TO VORK, BADENOV!!"

"BORIS TURNED THE WATER PRESSURE ON AND BULLWINKLE WAS QUICKLY RELIEVED FROM HIS SPICY SITUATION...HOWEVER THE STREAM OF WATER CONTINUED, INFLATING THE MOOSE TO THE SIZE OF A TRUCK."

"Whoops, sorry bout' that, ya'all.." Boris chuckled, removing the hose from Bullwinkle's mouth.

"INSTANTLY, BULLWINKLE DEFLATED LIKE A BALLOON, THE WATER STREAM FROM HIS MOUTH BLOWING HIM ALL OVER THE PLACE UNTIL HE WAS COMPLETELY BACK TO NORMAL."

"Woah..." Bullwinkle replied, before falling directly on his face.

"Oh, dat vas fun, dollink," Natasha laughed. "Do eet again!"

"Not now, Natasha.." Boris whispered, briefly using his regular voice.

"Oh..." Bullwinkle staggered to his feet. "Thank you ever so much, mister waiter...uh, never did catch your name.."

"Allow me to be introducing myself, Marty Gras ees de name!" Boris smiled. "Dey say Ah let de good times roll! Oh, an' dis my gorlfriend, Kayley-Jen Krewe—ve just call er' Kay-Jenn!"

"Uh, Aw shan-tay." Natasha replied, mouth full with quite a few pieces of fried shrimp. "Mon-sewers..." she shook their hands.

"Oooh, me llamo Bullwinkle!" The moose replied, speaking the wrong language entirely. "I know a little French, myself!"

"That's not French in the slightest." Rocky replied.

"—Natasha, don't eat shrimp!" Boris whispered. "Ju don't vant eet to be like last time.."

"I know, dollink, but ees so gut!" Natasha replied, eating another dipped in cocktail sauce and drinking some mint julep. "Even eef ees make me sick, ees vorth eet!"

"Say, eef y'all don't mind me askin', vat're ya'all doin' in N'awlins?" Boris asked Rocky and Bullwinkle while still doing his fake Cajun accent.

"Oh, we're headed to Orlando." Rocky replied. "It's this little vacation we like to take every summer, Marty."

"Ah, joo like th' Disney World?" Boris asked.

"Oh, we went there already, like hundreds of times." Bullwinkle replied. "But our FAVORITE place to go to is Universal Studios!"

"Yeah we go there every summer!" Rocky exclaimed. "It's kinda like our summer home and it's just the COOLEST!"

"Oh, jes, ah'm familiar with Universal Studios, cher." Boris replied. "Say, eef ya'all like, ah can show you where ah keep mah park coupons!"

"COUPONS?!" Rocky and Bullwinkle exclaimed.

"Yes, rat over here!" Boris guided Rocky and Bullwinkle over to the restaurant's broom closet, turning on the light.

"Say, I don't see no coupons!" Bullwinkle replied. "What kinda operation you runnin' mister!?"

"Keep lookink—" Boris replied, then he immediately shut the door and boarded it up with some wood. "Oh thank BADNESS, Natasha, I could never keep up crazy Cajun accent."

"Yes, dollink." Natasha replied. "Ve already ave' our own. Now quickly, ve must get to Universal Studios and set up doomsday device before moose and squirrel come to senses!"

"But ow' do ve do eet?" Boris asked.

"SUDDENLY THE TWO SPIES BOTH NOTICED THAT THE MOOSE AND SQUIRREL'S RENTAL CAR WAS COMPLETELY UNATTENDED! THEY RUSHED OVER AND QUICKLY GOT INSIDE..."

"Vell, eesn't dat just conwenient plot device!" Boris exclaimed, noting that the moose had left the keys for the rental in the ignition.

"Les' pedal to metal!" Natasha replied, evilly cackling.

"AND WITH THAT, THE TWO VILLAINS SPED AWAY IN THEIR RENTAL CAR, THE SOUNDS OF Snoop Dogg's "Nuthin But A G Thang" PLAYING FROM THE RADIO AT FULL VOLUME. MEANWHILE, OUR TWO HEROES HAVE JUST BROKEN OUT OF THE BROOM CLOSET, THANKS TO BULLWINKLE'S INCREDIBLE STRENGTH AND ANTLERS."

"Where'd those guys go?!" Rocky asked. "I should turn them into the authorities for the way they held us hostage!"

"Aw man, didn't even get muh coupons." Bullwinkle replied.

"WAITAMINUTE, Bullwinkle!" Rocky exclaimed. "THEY STOLE OUR CAR!"

"We gotta run after em'!" Bullwinkle replied.

"AND WITH THAT, THE TWO PROTAGONISTS RAN AFTER OUR ANTAGONISTS, BUT TO NO AVAIL, BORIS AND NATASHA HAD ALREADY GOTTEN ON HIGHWAY 98."

"Ah, BUTTERBALLS!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, kicking a small rock to the side. "What're we gonna do now, Rock?"

"I've got an idea..." Rocky replied.

"AND SO, QUICKLY THINKING, ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE DASHED DOWN TO THE PIER, WHERE THEY FOUND AN EMPTY ROWBOAT CALLED THE "S.S. Schlep". THEY TOOK IT, AND STARTED PADDLING DOWN THE IWANABELUV'D BAYOU TOWARDS A RIVER LEADING DIRECTLY TO FLORIDA, KNOWN AS THE SEYALATERALIGATR RIVER."

"Uh, isn't this gonna take longer?" Bullwinkle asked.

"Well, time flies when you're with your friends!" Rocky hugged Bullwinkle. "ORLANDO—"

"HERE WE COME!" Bullwinkle finished.

"WELL IT APPEARS ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE WILL BE GOING OFF THE BEATEN TRACK FOR THEIR VACATION! WILL THEY EVER GET TO UNIVERSAL ORLANDO? WILL THEY GET LOST ALONG THE IWANABELUV'D BAYOU? WILL BORIS AND NATASHA CANCEL THEIR VACATION PLANS? TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR "On the Road Again", OR "In a while, alligator!"