Whoa, Malley. Are you sure you can fly down from there?

"Sure, mom! I'm good at flying."

"Hey, Petunia? Did you know I could fly too?"

"This sounds like one of your tall tales, Flapper."

"No really. I totally can. Want to see?"

"Sure!"

"This I gotta see."

"First I gotta do a pre-flight check on the equipment. All systems go!"

"Then I adjust the flaps."

"I think he's actually going to try it."

"Then I get a running start... gotta run fast to get this big bird off the ground. Woo woo!"

"Wait a second. I'm getting an empty reading on this belly fuel gauge. Better eat something tasty first."

"Hee, hee that was pretty funny, Flapper."

"My belly fuel gauge is low too. Let's eat!"

"As usual, Flapper. You are talking out of your tail."

"Ha ha ha. She said tail! Whoa! I'm falling over."

"Talking out of my tail, Petunia?"

"Like this, Petunia?"

"I don't get it. What's he doing?"

"Now I'm talking out of my tail ha ha ha."

"He's not as funny as he thinks he is."

"Do you SEE what I put up with?"

"Hee hee hee."

"Good one, Flapper."