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Boy (pointing at Harold)
- Look Mommy. There's a fat man.
Boy's Mother
- Oh, Johnny. No, no, don't say that. He's not a fat man. He's a fat boy.
Harold (talking to Arnold)
- Look at me. I'm a big fat slob and I haven't move in weeks. I can barely lift my arms.
Harold
- I'll take twelve of them.
- Harold, twelve low-fat Mr. Fudgies is the same as six regular Mr. Fudgies.
Harold (yelling at Mr. Jolly Olly Man)
- My name's not Tubby! It's Harold!