[ piter does what he wants, dave! and he will mince if he wants to!! this is a fun game and he is very much enjoying it. guess who is creepily smiling again. if he could smile normally he would do it, but he can't. it's the eyes, you know. ]
And I suppose you're going to tell me that we've somehow traveled back in time? You children are always making up such fanciful little stories. In any case, I still stand by my eyes being far more aesthetically pleasing than the gargantuan, polarized windowpanes perched atop the bridge of your nose. The sun is not even that bright.