(Or "Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man")
"WELL THE LAST TIME YOU REMEMBER, ROCKY AND MR. PEABODY WERE WALKING DOWN THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD AS INSTRUCTED BY NELLINDA, UNTIL THEY EVENTUALLY CAME ACROSS A CORNFIELD, WITH A SCARECROW BULLWINKLE?!"
"Bullwinkle?!" Rocky asked. "Is that you?!"
"Oh, hey Rocky! I'm kinda stuck up here, could ya get me down?" He asked.
"Sure thing buddy!" Rocky replied, and started shaking the pole which Bullwinkle was attached to.
"AFTER SOME SHAKING, THE SCARECROW-BULLWINKLE CAME CRASHING DOWN."
"—OOMPH!" He exclaimed, then stood back up.
"Say, could I join you?" Bullwinkle asked. "You're goin' to see the wizard, yeah? Maybe you could take me with you. Y'know I've always wanted a brain, right?"
"Since when?" Rocky replied.
"Since forever!" Bullwinkle replied. "Also, nice heels! They really show off your gams."
"Uh...thanks?" Rocky wasn't sure how to react to that.
"AND SO, ROCKY AND THE NOW-SCARECROW BULLWINKLE CONTINUED WALKING DOWN THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD WITH MR. PEABODY."
"Follow the yellow brick road!" Rocky and Bullwinkle sang in unison, the two of them even starting to dance as they walked along. "Follow the yellow brick road! Follow, follow, follow, follow, Follow the yellow brick road!"
"PRETTY SOON, OUR HEROES HAPPENED TO WANDER INTO AN APPLE ORCHARD, WHEREIN THEY STOPPED TO EAT SOME OF THE FRUIT."
"So…" Bullwinkle took a bite of an apple. "This wizard guy, what's his deal?"
"He's powerful I guess." Rocky replied, then gasped. "Hokey smokes, Bullwinkle, check that out!"
"ROCKY HAD JUST SO HAPPENED TO PLACE HIS VISION ON A MAN WHO SEEMED TO BE ENTIRELY MADE OF TIN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST! THIS TIN MAN LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE DUDLEY DO-RIGHT, AND DUE TO THE RUST, IT APPEARED HE WAS THERE FOR SOME TIME IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION."
"Erhl cahm…" the Tin Man spoke, his mouth having been rusted.
"I dunno about you Rock but I think he wants a boiled ham!" Bullwinkle spoke investigating the metallic man's condition.
"No, he said "oil can", and there it is!" Rocky picked up said oil can and began to pour it on the man's body.
"SLOWLY BUT SURELY THE METALLIC MAN COULD MOVE HIS JOINTS YET AGAIN."
"Oh thank you ever so much…" the Tin man spoke, adjusting his joints. "That's aboot the last time I chop trees in a rainstorm…it was just so heartless of me."
"What d'you mean?" Rocky asked.
"Well since I'm a man made from metal, I don't really have any feelings." The Tin Man sighed. "What I'd really like is a heart!"
"We're gonna see that Wizard guy everyone keeps talking about, you wanna come?" Bullwinkle asked.
"That would be lovely!" The Tin Man smiled.
"AND SO, ROCKY, BULLWINKLE AND THE TIN MAN WENT DOWN THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD ONCE AGAIN! MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US AFTER THIS SHORT BREAK FOR "We ain't lion" OR "This story's the Baum!"!"
