I l-like you and all, but I won’t hesitate to hit you with my good hand if you keep calling me fragile, baby.
Right, I’m going to shut up. Also your dad keeps staring me down.
C’mon let’s go upstairs. My back doesn’t hurt too bad if I’m laying down.
Okay, that’s a good idea.
You know, you’ll have to get used to my dad eventually. Maybe even, now hold on cause this is revolutionary, meet him!
Oh jeez. Like have dinner with him or something?
