Scooby Dudes

Scooby Dudes - Episode 57: "Party Arty" - Title Card by Ashley Constant

Shaggy & Scooby-Doo Get a Clue! - Season 1, Episode 4: "Party Arty" - Title Animation by Unknown

The grill’s most unique feature was the way it defied perspective.

As the salesman said, “The Scorcher 2000 is so big you literally cannot tell how far away it is.”

That moment when you ask “How’s it going?” and realize that it is not, in fact, going well.

Robi finishes the last episode of Dexter.

During a game of charades, Robi successfully makes Shaggy guess the name of Jim Morrison’s band while Scooby protests that props are not allowed.

Shaggy outlines for Robi the many ways that Thurston Havansimp was slighted by this episode’s character designers.

Shaggy knew that sooner or later, he would have to reveal that it was he, not a secret, foxy ladydog, was the one peeing on Scooby’s statue every night.

During their second game of charades, Robi’s impression of “French” woefully disregarded the countrymen and women who continued to fight in Nazi-occupied France.

Agent 2, cosplaying as me from the ages of 5 to 16.

“And now a sip of my favorite drink: violent antigravity sludge.”

“Hey, boss, just checking if you wanted a cup of violent antigravity sludge. I see now that you’re good so never mind.”

“Thank you nonetheless for checking. Would you like to see how good I am at making a fist?”

“Sure, you bet.”

“HOLY CRAP THAT’S A NICE FIST.”

“Just wait til’ you see my new floating letters trick!”

“That sounds scary.”

And it was.

“You come here often?”

For the life of him, Scooby could not figure out why the phone book had such terrible binding.

It’s a little-known Scooby-Doo bylaw that at least one shot per episode be directed by Quentin Tarantino.

Thurston Havansimp stuttered, stammered, and ultimately fell silent. There was nothing to protest; Scooby and Shaggy had gotten all of the proper permits. And there was the proof - the official city council’s empirical stamp of unequivocal approval:

‘OK’

“Beep.”
”He says ‘hi,’ mom.”

Fun fact: Any computer will do this if given a picture of Scooby and Shaggy from this series.

I’ve never seen someone look like they wanted to bite a tongue before.

Before now, that is.

In robot culture, this shot is beyond pornographic.

This is for that rarest of reader who may someday find him or herself in similar circumstances:

Don’t shrink people against their will.

Don’t then put them in your pocket.

Don’t be like (this version of) Shaggy.

Scooby prepares to curb-stomp the villain while simultaneously gesturing to the waiter that he does not need more water.

Mr. H thanks Scooby and Shaggy for making him taller in the last moments before his newly-brittle bones shatter like fluorescent lightbulbs beneath him.

Some of the animators on this show never really learned how to portray size relative to distance from the viewer; it’s important to keep that in perspective.