Scooby Dudes

Scooby Dudes - Episode 48: "Poodle Justice" - Title Card by Evan Yeong

If thou stare long into the blacktop, the blacktop stares back.

Pictured: The Wayne Manor on Prom Night.

The gang just use Fred’s aunt’s membership.

Finally, the time had come. With a twinkle of pride in his eye, Fred handed Velma her very first flaming-poop-ding-dong-ditch kit.

So vivid was Shaggy’s description of his favorite scarf that Scooby could almost see it.

Before you ask, it’s fake. Daphne’s scalp hair never grew nearly so well as her genuine face hair.

Contrary to appearances, in this scene Fred reproaches an off-screen sexist for deploring Daphne’s female facial hair.

Carly was admittedly not very accepting of the faith practices of the rest of the cast and crew.

Though his friends begged him to see reason, Mr. Sullivan only grew more and more committed to his stony steady. “What can I say?” Mr. Sullivan always said with an affectionate squeeze of Gargy’s wing membrane. “He or she is my rock.”

Fred was beginning to regret asking Shaggy why, exactly, he wasn’t feeling well.

Shaggy, about to score the only 3-pointer he knows.

No activity helps two creatures bond like staring up at the night ceiling, pointing out light fixture constellations.

“Hey Scooby, which way is up?”

“Yo Lady Annabelle check out what’s over there on the left.”

A rare photograph from Guillermo del Toro’s ill-advised sequel, The Shape of Granite.

For the auteur, even planking is an art form.

Scooby tries to win over Lady Annabelle by doing his best impression of a sad warthog.

Unfortunately, it fails to work.

Shaggy cruelly withholds the Help Wanted section from a job-hunting Gargoyle.

“Zoinks! Sure are a lot of empty ledges to fill. Good pay, too! It’s a shame you need to be able to afford a newspaper to find out about these things.”

The demand was so strange that, at first, Shaggy didn’t believe his ears. But the terrorist hostage-taker repeated himself: “You can all live if the guy in the green shirt gives me a legit, by-the-book military salute.”

The tiny microscope raised a lot of eyebrows. Only one per person, but still. A lot.

Fred steered the vehicle towards the gargoyle, knowing that if he got more than two stars he could just start the game over.

“Oh you haven’t seen Brazil until you’ve seen the full Director’s Cut.”

-Your College Roommate

As the mystery wraps up, Fred takes a moment to appreciate that literally chiseled, literally rock-hard, metaphorically arousing costume.

Although Daphne swore up and down that her statement was innocent, Fred did not hear “You want a moustache, right?”