Martin: OK, piglet, start squealing. Where'd you get the lemons for
this lemonade?
Boy: Uh...this is Country Time lemonade mix. There's never been
anything close to a lemon in it, I swear!
Brother: Hey, _nobody_ hassles my little brother.
Martin: Hey! And _no one_ manhandles the bosom chum of Nelson Mundt.
Spring forth, burly protector, and save me!
[long pause; the kids look around]
Nelson: Aw, jeez. I never hang out with him, normally.
[throws the brother off Martin]
Martin: [skipping around Nelson and singing]
Hark to the tale of Nelson,
and the boy he loved so dear.
[Nelson takes a swipe at him but misses]
They remained the best of friends
For years and years and years.
-- And there was much rejoicing, "Lemon of Troy"
