Mailman: Hello, Mr Cat. You're looking healthy today.
Ren: (Wearing a Stimpy disguise) Shut up! Duh! I don't want any more of your flithy letters. Your services are no longer welcomed here, and - Duh! - tell those stupid kids to stop writing fan letters for me, Stimpson J. Cat. Duh!
Mailman: Whatever you say, Mr. Cat. Actually, I only have one letter today. It's for Mr. Hoek. I guess I'll have to throw it out.
Ren: Give me that!
(Takes letter and closes door)
Ren: Letter for me! Letter for me! Nothing for Stimpy!