Up there...? Thats just Dad with his camera.
Look over there and tell me what that is.
Why are you talking like that? Thats not how the story goes.
Let me just check the words here because you're not saying it right.
Yep, book my Dad ma'am. He's not letting me walk on the road.
I say lock him up in the back.
Sure, but where's the handcuffs.
And the keys are where?
Nice castle Dad. I think my foot would like to squish it.
What do the viewers at home think should happen?
The viewers voted squish. Get over it Dad.
Ok, sand in there, check.
Slap it down there, check.
A seahorse from a mould. Thats just 'fantastic' Dad. You're just a regular Michelangelo...
Fine, I'll get myself out
Grandma, you forgot the milk.
Time to add this I think.
Quality control... approved.
Some of this...
Mix it...
I didn't eat any of it. No further comment.
The key to perfect mix is to have some on your spoon.
Ok, time for some more quality control...
You want me to put it back on the tray before going into the oven to bake? That makes no sense, I'll just hang onto it...
Pre-bake quality control check. I might have to hang onto this one so it doesn't contaminate the others...
Not bad, not bad at all.
