"All right I'm going to yabba dabba do this." Fred Flintstone complained for he suddenly intentionally crashed his stone age car into the front doors of the Cartoon Network studios and stomped through with him mumbling. "I'm gonna do something about this parking spot nonsense and I know just how to rock the place to cave in to my reasonable demands!"
"Whoa easy there Fred." Space Ghost pointed out while trying to get sodas out of the soda machine by blasting it with his Destructo Ray. "The last time I let myself get a bit out of control they took me off the schedule!"
"Pah I don't need time to help me with this!" Fred pointed out upon pulling out his trusty bowling ball and causing everyone to suffer from his strike. "All right; get me top management! I want 1 of those flying ships so I don't have to deal with the hassle of getting a spot!"
