a. Whelp, the barn is on fire, I lost my cell phone, and my girlfriend is cheating on me with a clown. Today's been so-so, I s'pose.

b. Yea, so I say to her "You better have my money, or Santa Clause might come to town, ON YOUR ARSE!" *entire posse laughs , and suddenly a the story-teller's wife walks into the bar, brief pause as everyone looks at her* Whelp, time for me to getting home I s'pose.

(Robin is caught in bed with another man by Batman)
c. Robin: I guess the cat's out of the bag...
Batman: Whelp, that sure does explain a lot.

This Jazz Cabbage got me zooted. Jazz Cabbage is less harmful than Squares. I’m smoking that Jazz Cabbage boy.

Margerie: Tommy pick up your books
Tommy: no.
Margerie: Why you insolent whelp!

You know the saying, "If you can't run with the dogs, go sit on the porch with the rest of the puppies." It's kind of like calling someone a pussy. EX: Dude, you're a fucking whelp puppy, pussy. EX 2: Someone goes to a concert on a Sunday night and has work the next day, a REAL man would go, but a whelp a.k.a. pussy/puppy would stay home because he wouldn't "feel up to it".

1.
Look at the whelp of the family!

2.

Child: mom, why am I so small?
Mom: Because you're my little whelp!

"WHELPS!!! LEFT SIDE, EVEN SIDE, NOW, HANDLE IT!"

Hey Georgie, Z grabbed the last beer. All out, stores are closed. "Whelp"