Suddenly realizing that he doesn't really CARE if she loves him or loves him not, Arvin eats the flower, and later throws up on the new bedspread.
Well, flowr? Wats da verdict?
I fownd owt wher teh smell is comming frum. Yu gots any katchup?
Om nom nom.
No, I did NOT eat #39. Why do you ask?
Wat? Sumfin wrong?
Do not go gentle into that good night
Does this look 'gentle' to you!?
Ooh! Ooh! Ai lub poetree.
Nawwww I didn't eat your food! Okay. Maybe I did.
Ai needs tu work on my fib-tellin' skills.
Yew hasn't fedd meh in foreber! Lukkit! Am dedded frum starvashuns!
OK, so da parakeet is missin. So why is ebbrywun lookin at ME??
Wats wid da guilt trip?