Ma: My, my, this task certainly seems hard this week, but, I believe I are up to it. *puts down knitting, and strightenes glasses* It is certainly easy for Super Granny *whirls*
Side Note: Super Nanny had grey heir puled back into a tight bun, she has a soft woolen cardy and triangle-thick-rimmed glasses. Her leather boots are a type of bright red.
Ma: And now I can attack that enemy of enemies the evil Duster-la'range, spreading the dust and evil and not wiping his feet on the mat when he comes into the house, he must be stopped! And, as my motto so readily says, "Super Nanny, dust nook and cranny."
Side Note: Ma goes into a pose, sanding on one oot and leaning backwards with a duster in one hand dusting the underside of the coffee table.
Ma: And if that is not enough, boys, prepare for Super Dust-attack mode
*she spins into the air, keepign her skirt modestly tucked into her knickers so as not to show anything, she spins at high spead around the room, dusting all. When she is done, everything gleams*
Ma: Once again, SUper Granny has done all! Dum, da, dah, da. Dum, dah, da, dah. Duuuuurump!