Funanigans, a portmanteau of fun and shenanigans.
Honeybee: “Ugh, it's so cold in here, my fingers feel like a pack of frozen hot dogs. Oh, no, now I want to eat my fingers. Ooh, why don't we wait in that place over there?”
Wolf: “Crocodile Rob's? Yeah, no can do. That's on Dad's "Tobins No Go Ins" list. One of the spots where Mom used to get black-out drunk and pull some of her most notorious funanigans. It's strictly forbidden.”
Honeybee: “I get it, your mom is haunting you like a Julianne Moore performance, but I'm freezing, so we're going just this once.”
Wolf: “Okay, fine, but I'm warning you, I bet this place is a total anus.”
Honeybee: “Yeah, but it looks like a warm anus that's probably full of artichoke dip, so let's roll.”
Funanigans, a portmanteau of fun and shenanigans.
Honeybee: “Ugh, it's so cold in here, my fingers feel like a pack of frozen hot dogs. Oh, no, now I want to eat my fingers. Ooh, why don't we wait in that place over there?”
Wolf: “Crocodile Rob's? Yeah, no can do. That's on Dad's "Tobins No Go Ins" list. One of the spots where Mom used to get black-out drunk and pull some of her most notorious funanigans. It's strictly forbidden.”
Honeybee: “I get it, your mom is haunting you like a Julianne Moore performance, but I'm freezing, so we're going just this once.”