Mr. Potato Head: Ages three and up! It's on my box! Ages three and up! I'm not supposed to be babysitting Princess Drool!
Mr. Potato Head: Oh, really? I'm from Playskool.
Rex: And I'm from Mattel. Well, I'm not really from Mattel, I'm actually from a smaller company that was purchased by Mattel in a leveraged buyout.
Hamm: Yes, sir, we're next month's garage sale fodder for sure.
Buzz Lightyear: I tell you I can fly around this room with my eyes closed.
Woody: Alright then, Mr. Lightbeer, prove it.
Slinky Dog: It's Sid!
Rex: I thought he was at summer camp!
Hamm: They must've kicked him out early this year.
Sid Phillips: No-one has ever attempted a double bypass brain transplant before. Now for the tricky part. [Off-screen] Pliers!
Woody: What chance does a toy like me have against a Buzz Lightyear action figure?
Woody: Wait a minute, I just lit a rocket... Rockets explode!
Rex: What if Andy gets another dinosaur? A mean one? I just don't think I can take that kind of rejection!
[Andy is opening his birthday presents.]
Mr. Potato Head: Mrs. Potato Head, Mrs. Potato Head.
[Sees the other toys looking at him.]
Mr. Potato Head: Hey, I can dream, can't I?
Buzz Lightyear: To infinity...and beyond!
Answer: There wasn't anything for him to get drunk on. He was just wallowing in self pity and frankly, his world had just fallen apart, so it's understandable that he'd act a little loopy as a reaction.
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