My arm is killing me! What happened? - I arm-wrestled my old gym teacher and lost badly! Hey, it's not like it's the end of the world. - And I had Miss Bryant right to here! Okay, it's the end of the world.
You mean people in the old days used to print out their photos and then paste them into books? Yes. - That sure seems like a lot of work. They had plenty of time. - Didn't they have dinosaurs to hunt? Only on tuesdays.
Wouldn't it be great if we could travel back in time? - I'd go back to my first day of kindergarten. - This time I'd KNOW where the little boys' room was before it was too late. I'd travel before this conversation took place.
So... - So you worked in the yard yesterday without a shirt on? - Yes. It was pretty hot and sunny. Did you wear sunscreen? - Yeees. All over? - Yes, mother. Really? Even on your back? - SLAP! YES! - bust-ed.
Wow, Jon...how did you get your christmas tree to stand so straight? - Oh, it wasn't hard at all, Liz...not for ME, anyway. - It just took some basic structural engineering. He duct-taped it to a coat rack.
Dear Santa, How have you been? How is Mrs. Claus? How are the reindeer and elves? - How's your weather been? We have had a mild winter here so far. - I like to begin with a little idle chitchat before I make with the begging.
THE EXCITEMENT MOUNTS! - OKAY, EVERYONE!... - TEN!...NINE!...EIGHT!... - SEVEN!...SIX!...FIVE!... Are you ready to officially kick off the new year, Odie? - FOUR!...THREE!...TWO!...ONE!... - HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! KICK!