i need a new interpreter

i've just about had it. last night, my father just wasn't getting it.

"father" is a new word for me by the way. it just seems a bit too formal for me to use it on that guy. i mean, really, father makes me think of an adult, and do adults play video games and read comic books? no. i think i'll just call him pa. but then, does that make me sound like a hick?

anyways...he was trying to feed me that paste again. he's only done it a handful of times, but i'll give him a B for effort. i like his approach, but dammit if he doesn't feed me fast enough. you'd think my grunting would get his attention. but, he's too damned concentrated on getting nice little portions on the spoon. i don't really care, just throw some junk on the damn thing and stick in my mouth. half of it comes back out on my chin anyway! do i have to do everything myself?



lets all say it together....

uuuuhhhhhhhhnnnnnngnt! means...feed me now, dammit!