"Oh Yogi, Mister Ranger's got a gun. And he's aiming it at you!"
"Right you are, Boo-Boo boy! It looks like a Winchester Model 70 to me. And it looks like its loaded with Federal .30-06 rounds with 180-grain Nosler partition bullets!"
"Oh Yogi! He just pulled the trigger!"
"So true, Boo-Boo boy! And here comes the round now - its tumbling. It should tear through my flesh just like a little lead weasel when it reaches me!"
"Bye bye, Yogi!"
"Time to exit stage left, Boo-Boo boy. Its getting dark, and my lifeblood is spewed against the nearest tree like a red paint job. That's the last picnic basket I'll ever steal!"
"I love you, Yogi. I'll never forget ..."
"Control, this is Mister Ranger. Splash two. Repeat, splash two."