Slightly used cockatoos? Freeze-dried pants? Whatever you want (or even don’t want), Acme’s relentless door-to-door salesman, Daffy Duck, has it…and he won’t get out of your living room until you buy a dozen. Not even if you’re Marvin the Martian and your living room is orbiting the Earth in a flying saucer. How can Marvin get on with his invasion plans when neither ray guns nor an instant alien army (just add water) can put the brakes on Daffy’s nonstop hard sell? If Marvin can’t find any other way out, he might even have to resort to (gasp!) buying something!

Messenger Elmer Fudd must deliver an important package to Taz, or he's going to lose his job. But Taz doesn't trust anyone knocking on his door, so this is going to be no easy task. And if Elmer is successful, will he still be in one piece?

With print publications on the way out and information going online, newspaper reporter Cluck Trent is out of a job. But at least he has his heroic identity of Stupor Duck to fall back on. Or does he? “Up there in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! Uh…what is that? Who cares?”

Baseball season is in full swing-which means it’s time for two favorite teams to meet again on the old diamond. Yes, it’s the Looney Tunes versus the Barnyard Dogs-and it’s time for “Bugs Bunny at the Bat”!

Daffy Duck stressed out? Say it isn’t so! Under doctor’s advice, the mollified mallard takes off for a tropical resort, anticipating some rest and relaxation. But a familiar face on the premises may provide the exact opposite of the experience Daffy’s hoping to find.

Porky is finally taking the plunge and joining a gym! But he gets more than he bargained for, thanks to his new personal trainer, Daffy Duck, whose personal motto is ÒNo pain, no gain, no refunds!Ó If Porky survives DaffyÕs Òintensive workout regimen,Ó heÕll certainly be in shape...but it might just be pretzel-shaped!

Showcases some of the greatest cartoons of all time, including characters from Disney, Warner Brothers, Fleischer Studio, Walter Lantz, MGM, and others.

Little Monster describes his day at school.

Even today, if you sit in a dusty corner booth at the Speeding Bullet Diner, you can hear the desert canyons rumble from the days of the rocket jockeys. The greatest racers in the world used to meet every year on the dry lake bed to test their horsepower and guts in the Land Speed Record Championships. One billionaire genius stood above the rest. But what did it take for Wile E. Coyote to become the designer, engineer, and driver of the fastest car ever built?