How hard could being human really be?
There’s really nothing to it and of course you all see through it,
You love me 'cause I do it with a flair!
Let that positoovity work for you!
If this is torture… chain me to da WALL!
I was trying to lighten the mood.
Jeez, mon, I’m surrounded by amateurs. You want something done, you’ve got to do it yourself. First, we’ve to create the mood. Percussion. Strings. Winds. Words.
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Lookie now, it’s a singing fish!
Les poissons!
You see, Willie’s singing was a miracle, and people aren’t used to miracles.
Where did that music come from?
Look, I’m rhyming! My spirit’s… climbing!
That’s not flying; that’s falling with style.
We are not a codfish.
You want to be a grump? Fine! But you’ll have to do it at the beach.
Bless the seven little men who have been so kind to me, and—and may my dreams come true. Amen. Oh yes, and please make Grumpy like me.
Maybe I could just hire some family.
This is my family. I found it all on my own. It’s little and broken but still good. Yeah still good.
Don’t be dummy, come to mummy. Motheeeeeeer knows BEST!
“Wait, was this woman scary beyond all reason?”
“Oh, yeah!”