The Sacramentans. "Well! As I live and breathe! Identical twins!"

The Sacramentans. "Hello, young man… I represent the Ajax Book of Facts… Is your mother in?"

The Sacramentans. "Hello, Fred… Got something new?"

The Sacramentans. "Did you see my busted flashlight, Mom?"

The Sacramentans. "This morning, I want you all to write a composition entitled: 'WHAT I WOULD DO IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS'"

The Sacramentans. "Blooper, did you ever think you might like to have a new little baby brother or sister?"

The Sacramentans. "You'll love this picnic, Blooper - I make all my meals from natural food grown right here in the Sacramento Valley"

The Sacramentans. "Come on, Everett… Please take another bite!"

The Sacramentans. "What's up, Blooper? You look like you almost got hit by a freight train!!"

The Sacramentans. "No more excuses, young man! I want you to take your bath instantly - if not sooner!"

The Sacramentans. "There goes the richest man in Sacramento - He's really got it made!"

The Sacramentans. "I expect a big year in 1974 so I'd better start lining up some extra help!"

The Sacramentans, "Hi, Mr. Horace! How's your appetite, today?"

The Sacramentans. "WOW! You didn't even get ONE 'A' on your report card … All 'C's!"

The Sacramentans. "Blooper! You're just the person I've been looking for…"

The Sacramentans. "If Hugo can hang by his heels for just two more minutes he'll have set a WORLD'S RECORD!"

The Sacramentans. "What's the meaning of all these birds?!"

The Sacramentans. "Hi, Mom!"

The Sacramentans. "WOW! What a talent!"

The Sacramentans. "Here's th' fight you've all been waiting for, friends… Joey Jackson versus Biff Brogan!!"

The Sacramentans. "Good afternoon, Ma'am… I represent the 'Sports World' magazine - We're conducting a sports survey in Sacramento and I wonder if you'd mind answering a few questions…"

The Sacramentans. "Pesky mosquito!"

The Sacramentans. "Good morning, Mrs. Chapman... I'm your new newspaper carrier salesman... Blooper is my name and service is my game!!"

The Sacramentans. "BLOOPER!"

The Sacramentans. "I am returning the composition papers you wrote last Friday, children ... Your grades are marked at the top."

The Sacramentans. "Hi, Bloop... What are you up to?"

The Sacramentans. "What a MESS! What are you doing?!"

The Sacramentans. "Hold it, you kids! ... No football until AFTER the dishes are washed!"

The Sacramentans. "I'm sorry, young man, but I don't believe your collateral is sufficient to justify a loan of $1.35 until Friday!"

The Sacramentans. "Get inside, you kids, if you want to see today's newscast… It's just beginning"

The Sacramentans. "Great start, Blooper! He didn't lay a glove on you!"

The Sacramentans. "Greetings, music lover! I have in my left hand an ocarina… Sometimes vulgarly referred to as a 'SWEET POTATO'!"

The Sacramentans. "Going fishing, Blooper?"

The Sacramentans. "How ya coming, Bloop?"

The Sacramentans. "Pop, Joey's on the phone and he wants me to come over to his house…"

The Sacramentans. "Good heavens! Here's a perfectly good ball of cord… But how did it get so knotted up?!"

The Sacramentans. "I'd like to see some snappy linoleum, sir"

The Sacramentans. "Then Dr. Dingleberry went blind while performing the operation and Dr. Tosspot took over the scalpel but he had been drinking and…"

The Sacramentans. "What's the meaning of all these birds?!"

The Sacramentans. "Hello, Amy… Would you mind looking after Blooper for an hour or two?... I have to go Camellia Festival meeting… Fine, I'll bring him right over…"

The Sacramentans. "There isn't any licorice left, if that's what you are looking for!"

The Sacramentans. "Pop, will you tell me a story about the Gold Rush days?"

The Sacramentans. "Courage, men! There's a sail on the horizon! It looks like the good ships, Delta King!! Batten down the poop deck, you swabs … The barometer is falling!!"

The Sacramentans. "Tomorrow is Joey's birthday and I can't think of a suitable gift to get for him… I've been all over Sacramento!!"

The Sacramentans. "Where are the kids?"

The Sacramentans. "Hey, kid! You're supposed to throw the paper on the porch… NOT in the shrubbery!"

The Sacramentans. "I'll bet you're carrying that umbrella just in case we run into a masher..."

The Sacramentans. "WELL! Who do we have here - shoeless Joe Jackson or a Lodi grape-treader?!"

The Sacramentans. "What does that mean?"