Dad:
[Trying to feed Riley broccoli]
Here we go. All right, open.
Joy:
Hmm... this looks new.
Fear:
Think it's safe?
Sadness:
What is it?
Disgust:
Okay, caution, there is a dangerous smell, people. Hold on, what is that? That is not brightly colored or shaped like a dinosaur, hold on guys... it's... broccoli!
[presses buttons]
Riley:
Yukee!
[flips bowl of broccoli on Dad]
Disgust:
Well, I just saved our lives. Yeah, you're welcome.
Dad:
Riley, if you don't eat your dinner you're not gonna get any dessert.
Anger:
Wait, did he just say we couldn't have dessert?
[paces angrily]
Anger:
So that's how you wanna play it, old man? No dessert? Oh sure, we'll eat our dinner, right after you eat THIS!
[presses buttons]
Riley:
[starts crying and screaming]
Dad:
Riley, Riley, here comes an airplane.
Anger:
Oh, airplane. We got an airplane, everybody.
Joy, Fear, Sadness, Disgust:
Ooooh!
[Riley eats broccoli]
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