"Just your silliness... You, my sweetie-plum, are quite a character!"
"Well... I r'lly don't apprecshciate the sthnickering, Mama..."
"But, you're just such a sight for sore eyes!"
"I know! ... Sthill doesthen't ansthwer my questhtion."
"I'm sorry, Day... but with that face, I just couldn't help it!"
"Hey! That'sth not very nicthe!"
"But, it's true..."
"Huh???"
"You have your whacky handle-bar-head silly face on... I thought you knew."
"Handle-bar-head? ... You thought I knew?? I STHTILL DON'T KNOW! ... What the heck are you evthen thaaallking aboouuut!!!"
"Want me to get you a mirror?" *giggle*
"No. But, it would be nicthe if you didn't keep laughing at me when I'm justh trying to have a niceth sthleeeeeep..."
"Okay, Day, I'll leave you to have your 'niceth sthleep in peaceth'..."
"Mockin' me again? Boy... I'm stho glad I could offther you sthome amusthement..."
"That's why you're so awesome! Now, quick... picture for posthsterity!!!"
"Mamasth are stho unfair... grumble, grumble....."
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