Della: Hey, Little Brother...did you not hear mom call to us?
Tug: I heard her Della but I’m busy and with it being so windy I can pretend I didn’t hear her.
Della: You’re looking for fish bones again aren’t you?
Tug: Of course I am.
Della: You realized don’t you that your butt skirt is being blown around and looks rather funny.
Tug: I’ll have you know Miss Della that those are my pantaloons and I think they look rather cool blowing in the wind.