"Beeduf, dees really wuz de bestest 'otel u cud fined?"
"Yes. NOW GET TO BED."
Shut up Asshes's Mom.
"Waet, can we ran awaye in the morning. Scut and Crocofock creep meh."
"Okey, but what about my frickin fruitcake shortcakey biscuit transporter."