I never could figure 'em out. They was the orneriest, cussedest, dag-nab tribe of varmints...
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Grandpa Squirrel:
Good will to men, yes, good will to men. Baby Squirrel 1:
What are men, Grandpa? Baby Squirrel 2:
Yeah, Grandpa, what are men? Grandpa Squirrel:
Huh? What's that?... Well there ain't no men in the world no more, sonnys... nope, no more men. But as I remember the critters, well they was like monsters. They wore great big iron pots on their heads. They walked on their hind legs, and they carried terrible-looking shootin' irons with knives on the end of them. And their eyes flashed, and they had these tremendous big snoots, like this, that curled down and fastened onto their stomachs. Baby Squirrel 1:
Oh, Grandpa! I'm glad there ain't no more men around. Baby Squirrel 2:
Gosh, Me too. Grandpa Squirrel:
I never could figure 'em out. They was the orneriest, cussedest, dag-nab tribe of varmints I ever did see. Why, they was always a-fightin' and a-feudin' and a-shootin' at one another. They'd no sooner get one argument settled, then they'd find something else to fuss about. If it wasn't one durn thing, it was another. When they couldn't think of nothin' else to wrangle over, the flat-footed people started a-shooting at the buck-tooth people, and the vegetarians began to fight the meat-eating people, and you couldn't make head nor tail of it
Good will to men, yes, good will to men. Baby Squirrel 1:
What are men, Grandpa? Baby Squirrel 2:
Yeah, Grandpa, what are men? Grandpa Squirrel:
Huh? What's that?... Well there ain't no men in the world no more, sonnys... nope, no more men. But as I remember the critters, well they was like monsters. They wore great big iron pots on their heads. They walked on their hind legs, and they carried terrible-looking shootin' irons with knives on the end of them. And their eyes flashed, and they had these tremendous big snoots, like this, that curled down and fastened onto their stomachs. Baby Squirrel 1:
Oh, Grandpa! I'm glad there ain't no more men around. Baby Squirrel 2:
Gosh, Me too. Grandpa Squirrel:
I never could figure 'em out. They was the orneriest, cussedest, dag-nab tribe of varmints I ever did see. Why, they was always a-fightin' and a-feudin' and a-shootin' at one another. They'd no sooner get one argument settled, then they'd find something else to fuss about. If it wasn't one durn thing, it was another. When they couldn't think of nothin' else to wrangle over, the flat-footed people started a-shooting at the buck-tooth people, and the vegetarians began to fight the meat-eating people, and you couldn't make head nor tail of it
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Gosh Me too
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I never could figure 'em out
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They was the orneriest cussedest dag nab tribe of varmints I ever did see
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Why they was always a fightin' and a feudin' and a shootin' at one another
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They'd no sooner get one argument settled
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then they'd find something else to fuss about
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If it wasn't one durn thing it was another
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When they couldn't think of nothin' else to wrangle over
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the flat footed people started a shooting at the buck tooth people
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and the vegetarians began to fight the meat eating people
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and you couldn't make head nor tail of it
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Movie Summary
Two baby squirrels ask grandpa to explain what "men" are when he comes in singing "peace on earth, goodwill to men". Grandpa tells the story of man's last war.
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Grandpa Squirrel
