 Oscar, I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. And don't pout. If you want to fight, we'll fight, but don't pout. Fighting, I win. Pouting, you win. You're right. Everything you say about me is absolutely right. And don't give in so easily. I'm not always right. Sometimes you're right. You're right. I do that. I always figure I'm in the wrong. Only this time you are wrong and I'm right. Leave me alone. And don't sulk. That's the same as pouting. I know, I know. Damn me. Why can't I do one lousy thing right? Damn me.