Moi: Daddy!
The Daddy: Yesuh?
Moi: You know, while I appreciate having inherited your good looks, I got a problem.
The Daddy: Whassuh proburem my ruberly daughter?
Moi: I inherited your feet.
The Daddy: Wah?
Moi: Your FEET.
The Daddy: Oh.
Moi: Yes.
The Daddy: You mean duh smell?
Moi: That too.
The Daddy: You preper to habbuh ugurly paysuh and pretty peet?
Moi: …
The Daddy: …
Moi: …
The Daddy: …
Moi: Shut up.
The Daddy: Yah, I thinking you say dat.
Moi: I’m still getting a pedicure.
The Daddy: Crayjee daughter.