So ya think yer a wise guy, eh?
What, are you crazy?
You put the fishy smelling stuff on the potted plants and then yell at us for playing Find the Fish!
Then you build a giant box, fill it with nice loose soil and few nice smelling plants, and then you wonder why we take turns doing our, well, it's personal AND it's bizniz!
Now you dig a hole, fill it full of water and, oh!
What is dat?!
All wet and shiny and nice, swimmin' around just askin' for it.
Well, my friend, with all due respect, you can expect a few dozen of them beauties ta fall off the truck, like tonight. Capisce?
But don't worry!
Should you decide to see our natural responses as an affront, we'll tuck a nice little surprise into your morning newspaper. Badda bing, badda boom.
Now you may kiss my paw.