So at Sunday School today Mrs. Pearson been teachin' us 'bout what a good father Father God bees; and I sayed, I gots a baby what I loves, too. Then stupid ole Clive hadda holler on all the whole room, George, you been nertralized. Yous never even gonna be a father. It looks like you gots a velvet change purse danglin' off yous hiney; does you keep yous bus money in there? So I sayed real loud, yeah, well, stupid Clive, yous never gonna be no Bassett Hound, neither. Then everbody just beed quiet and stared. Ha.