"AH, WASHINGTON, DC, THE GLORIOUS CAPITOL CITY OF OUR GLORIOUS NATION, FROM THE SMITHSONIAN TO THE WHITE HOUSE, THIS CITY IS TRULY A GREAT WEALTH OF KNOWLEDGE, A TESTAMENT TO AMERICAN—"
"—WAKE UP SHEEPLE!!" A conspiracy theorist guy yelled over by the locked entrance to the White House. "When we least expect it, the YOGURT SHALL BE THE DOWNFALL OF MAN!!"
"Who's that guy?" Bullwinkle asked, very confused.
"A nut." Rocky replied. "Plain and simple."
"He doesn't look like a nut to me." Bullwinkle scratched the top of his head.
"I'm a squirrel, aren't I?" Rocky replied, laughing. "Now then, we've gotta get to our hotel and rest up for the evening, the President will be expecting us!"
"AND SO, AS ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE WERE JUST BEGINNING TO WALK AWAY—"
"—THE YOGURT IS THE ALPHA AND OMEGA, AND IT WILL KILL US ALL IN COLD BLOOD IF GIVEN THE CHANCE!!" The conspiracy theorist yelled back at Rocky and Bullwinkle. "BEWARE THE YOGURT, DON'T PURCHASE FROM ACTIVIA AND YOPLAIT!"
"MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US NEXT TIME FOR "Captain A-Mooserica"OR "Mr. Squirrel goes to Washington!"
