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The misadventures of a dumb blond egomanaic who is deluded about his own manliness.
Judge Trudy: Mr. Bravo, you're accused of littering. Do you have a lawyer? Johnny Bravo: No, your honor. I'll be defending myself. [makes karate moves] Johnny Bravo: Hoohahuh! Judge Trudy: Are you familiar with the saying that any man who defends himself has a fool for a client? Johnny Bravo: Then, I'm hired! Judge Trudy: All right, Mr. Bravo, how do you plead? Johnny Bravo: Like this - [in begging voice] Johnny Bravo: Please, oh, plea-ease! Judge Trudy: [slams hammer] I could hold you in contempt. Johnny Bravo: I don't care how you hold me, just hold me. Judge Trudy: Mr. Bravo! Do you have anything to say in your defense? Johnny Bravo: I sweat a lot, but my breath is minty fresh. Judge Trudy: Mr. Bravo. Normally I dismiss cases like yours, but in this instance, I'm going to sentence you to 86 consecutive life sentences. Johnny Bravo: All right... wait, is that bad? Judge Trudy: Take this knuckle-walking Neandertal out of here! Johnny Bravo: [being dragged away] Uhm, can I have that lawyer now?
Gorgeous woman: What kind of idiot are you? Johnny Bravo: I don't know, what kinds are there?
Johnny Bravo: I am investigating the disappearance of all the cats in the city... my living room is full of cats... that means... [pause] Johnny Bravo: I'm hungry!
[Repeated line] Johnny Bravo: Woah, momma.
Johnny Bravo: Don't touch the hair!
Johnny Bravo: Now remember, I do my best work when I'm being worshipped as a god.
Kid: [shouts] Look, Mommy! That guy's looking at pictures of almost naked men! [the whole store stares at Johnny] Johnny Bravo: This is a men's fitness magazine, I want to look *like* this, not at this... I've got nothin' to be ashamed of! [walks up to cashier ashamed, and drops change on the counter] Johnny Bravo: ... TV Guide.
Johnny Bravo: Great Scott. My pizza-sense is tingling.
Carl Chryniszzswics: [in car, pointing on map] Let's take this blue road. Johnny Bravo: That's a river. Carl Chryniszzswics: It'll be scenic.
Johnny Bravo: Hey, Foxy Mama. You smell kinda pretty, wanna smell me? Hoohah!
Johnny Bravo: You know, you'd think a person with that much hate in her heart wouldn't gravitate towards the service industry.
Pops: Ehh, e-everyone stay calm... because we're all doomed!
Additional Voices: Thanks for saving our neighborhood,Kung Foo Guy! But how did you know they were killer robots? Various characters: Robots...?
Johnny Bravo: Mama mia. That's a spicy meatball.
Momma: Here's your money, Susie. Thanks to you, everything is back to normal. Mongo: Or is it?
Suzy: I hope this doesn't go on my permanent record.
Pops: Fetch me the Fez of Forgetfulness.
Johnny Bravo: Sweet. Bring on the Danish chicks and cream soda.