*in a large, worn down shoe*
Fem Taeer: DanDan, are you ever going to do the washing up?
DanDan: *enters in a wheelchair, with a large green beard* What's that, sonny?
Fem Taeer: Oh DanDan. You must be so upset. Your 122nd birthday, and only I showed up.
DanDan: *nods*
Fem Taeer: Well, I...