"WELL, IT WAS FATHER'S DAY AND EVERYONE WAS DEFINITELY SHOWING THEIR DADS HOW MUCH THEY APPRECIATED THEM..."

"Look Mr. Peabody!" Sherman happily rushed over to his adoptive dog father. "I've made you a picture frame out of macaroni!"

"How very...primitive..." Peabody replied, in his usual uppity tone, then hugged his boy. "—It's marvelous."

"MEANWHILE, IN THE SMALL TOWN OF FROSTBITE FALLS, ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE OPENED THEIR FRONT DOOR AT THEIR HOME TO BE GREETED BY THEIR RESPECTIVE FATHERS, TORPEDO J. SQUIRREL AND BILL J. MOOSE."

"DADWINKLE!" Bullwinkle hugged his father.

"Hey son, how's it goin'?" Bill asked.

"It's goin' great, dad! Did I ever tell you about that time me and Rocky made that jet fuel outta cake mix?!" Bullwinkle asked, extremely giddy.

"I think you have..." Bill replied.

"Rocket, put er' there my little buckaroo!" Torpedo chuckled, sticking out his hand.

"AS ROCKY WAS ABOUT TO SHAKE HIS DAD'S HAND, HIS DAD INSTEAD PULLED HIM INTO A NOOGIE."

"BAAHAHAHAAAA!" Torpedo exclaimed as Rocky giggled. "Gotcha again, Champ!"

"You always get me, pa!" Rocky replied. "Say, how are things in the Army?"

"Well, cowboy," Torpedo replied. "I'm not sure if your mother told you, but your old man couldn't hack it! Yes sir, I'm up in age now as you can see, and I decided to tell em' I couldn't cut the mustard anymore! I thought things were made in the shade at the army but I had to get the heck outta Dodge, fly the coop, throw in the towel!"

"...what?" Bullwinkle replied after that barrage of boomer slang.

(*cue 50's laugh track*)

"I'm retired now." Torpedo clearly stated, then turned to Rocky, taking a long drag on a wooden pipe. "I'm finished, over the hill, and I've decided to move back in with your mother. Now sport, could ya be a doll and tell me where the can's at? I've got a meeting at the Oval Office, if ya get the gist, slugger..."

"It's down the hall, pa." Rocky pointed.

Torpedo immediately walked over to the bathroom and closed the door.

"Well, when he's done there, who wants to go swimmin'?" Bullwinkle asked. "The pools are open!"

"Me!" Rocky exclaimed.

"Count me in, son!" Bill replied.

"MEANWHILE, NATASHA AND FEARLESS LEADER'S FATHERS ARRIVED FROM POTTSYLVANIA, EAGER TO SPEND QUALITY TIME WITH THEIR KIDS. FEARLESS LEADER'S FATHER WAS A MUCH TALLER MAN THAN FEARLESS AND NATASHA'S FATHER WAS...very handsome to say the least. FEARLESS LEADER WAS EXCEPTIONALLY PROUD OF THE GIFT HE'D MADE FOR HIS FATHER."

"PAPA!" Fearless Leader hugged his father. "Look, I've zewn you a tie!" He held up a haphazardly sewn tie that resembled a noose more than anything.

"Uh...excellent craftsmansheep, Fearless..." Fearless Leader's father gave a thumb's-up.

"BORIS ON THE OTHER HAND, WAS FEELING A TAD LEFT OUT SINCE HIS FATHER PASSED AWAY, SO NATASHA'S FATHER, IVAN J. FATALE, WAS DETERMINED TO CHEER HIM UP! AND SO, HE, NATASHA, BORIS, FEARLESS LEADER, AND HERR JOHANNES J. LEADER WENT OFF ON A HUNTING TRIP..."

"Ohhh, a huntink ve vill go,

A huntink ve vill go,

Keel-o de moose and sqvirrel,

A huntink ve vill go!" Ivan sang, then chuckled, making up his own words to the song. Then, he took his gun, and aimed it at the sky.

(*KABOOM!*)

(*Quack!*)

A mallard duck immediately fell to the ground, completely dead.

"Ahhh, jes, ees perfect for duck borscht!" Ivan gazed at the duck he'd just bagged. "Vat ju sink, Natalya, dollink?"

"Looks gut enough, papa!" Natasha smirked. "Or perhaps ju could stuff eet and have eet placed on mantelpiece!"

"Great idea, sveetie!" Ivan chuckled, wrapping an arm around his daughter. "Les' see ju catch vone, Borisovich!" He tossed a gun over to Boris, who reluctantly took it in his hands.

"FEH!" Fearless Leader chuckled. "Vhy keel duck, vhen he can't ewen keel moose and sqvirrel! AAHAHAHA!"

"BORIS GRUMBLED, BUT TOOK THE GUN, AIMING IT UPWARDS AT A DUCK. WHAT FL SAID WAS REALLY STARTING TO REMIND HIM OF HIS OWN DAD BACK WHEN HE WAS STILL ALIVE, AND AS SUCH, BORIS HAD EVEN MORE OF A CHANCE TO PROVE HIMSELF..."

(*KABOOM!*)

"ONCE BORIS PULLED THE TRIGGER, A VERY FAT DUCK CAME DOWN, RIGHT ON TOP OF FEARLESS LEADER'S FACE."

"Hehe..." Boris laughed. "Mwehehe...BAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!" He outright guffawed at the sight of the duck having landed on Fearless Leader's face. "Ju should've DUCKED vhile ju had chance, bossman!"

"AND SO, HAVING PROVED HIMSELF WITH BOTH HIS LATE FATHER AS WELL AS HIS OWN BOSS, BORIS, NATASHA, AND FEARLESS LEADER PROCEEDED TO HAVE A GREAT CAMPING EXPERIENCE WITH THEIR FATHERS."

End...

Happy Father's Day!