Dogbert stands on a stage holding a microphone and saying, "Swing your partner, dosey-do. Now clap your hands . . ." On the dance floor, people are square dancing. Dogbert thinks, "Uh-oh, that's all the square dance moves I know . . . I'll bluff the rest." Dogbert says, "Slap your partner in the face, / Write bad checks all over the place, / Flirt with strangers, annoy your spouse, / Get a divorce and lose your house . . . Uh . . . dosey-do."
"I'm wearing a synthetic pheremone scent that makes me irresistible. It should kick in any minute."
"Waiter! Here's three hundred dollars. If I start to flirt with him, kill him!"
"So far so good"
"I've got to...mace...myself..."