BUT YOU CALLED ME SON! AND FORGIVE ME FOR BEING RUDE, BUT I DO NOT LOOK LIKE THE BIG ROUND BALL OF GAS, SO I'M GUESSING YOU MEAN SON AS IN FATHER'S MALE CHILD!
Dad, I am thankful to have a goat like you in my life.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!
No I most certainly will NOT.
You get out in that garden and scrape your shins along the pavement.
That's how we did it back in my day, sonny. Never complained and it kept me in order.
Now I have badly scarred legs. I can't be anymore jovial.
aww reminds me of The Wizard of Oz :wub:I'd do some good thinkin'
if I only had a brain...
And as such, babies do not do well with shaving cream and or a razor blade.
Get out there and scrape those shins.
*Speaks very low*
LISTEN TO YER FADRE.
I HAS A SPOKEN.
I HAS A SPOON.
AND I ISN'T AFRAID TO USE IT EITHER.
*Plays a tune on my leg with it and sings, embarrassing father style*
QUICKLY NOW!