So last week I was upstairs and I hear a lot of shouting coming from downstairs. But it's only Spud shouting, and noone else was downstairs. I came down to the office and peeked around the corner. There he was, with his talking firefighter Woody doll in hand. Spud would pull the string, Woody would talk, and Spud would yell his reply at the top of his lungs, with much emphasis.
Woody: "Hi I'm Woody."
Spud: "I ALREADY KNOW YOUR NAME IS WOODY!"
Woody: "Do you smell smoke?"
Spud: "NO I DON"T SMELL ANY SMOKE!"
Woody: "It's getting hot in here."
Spud: "NO IT'S NOT GETTING HOT IN HERE!"
Woody: "Oh no, look! That box is on fire!"
Spud: "I DON'T SEE ANY BOX AND THERE'S NOTHING ON FIRE!"