It's so hard to watch them grow up, isn't it?

Thank you, Phyllis, you've provided an invaluable service to our community.

I can hear the crinkly paper cups and smell the butter from here.

Face the wrath of the Hostess Ding Dong!

I thought I had tenderized your face into steak tartare last time we met.

You know you like puns. Get over here for more.

Just try to catch them all with your mouth before they hit the floor.

Or maybe that's more of a bitter face. Bitter, sour, angry... anyway, just roll with it, you have no choice.