Er, no thanks, “Miss.” I’m not hungry after all. Bye!
These two need close supervision.
Welcome to the club Aunty. Your fans haven’t understood you from “day one.”
Some people are annoying, unfit parents. You’d make a great NYC cab driver, though; gas pedal and horn, no brakes.
What conversation, Aunty?
Rumor has it you only take a shower Aunty, when the others hold their noses around you.
Oh Aunty, you are such a saucy wench.
Agnes, all those famous people sell your letters on FleaBay.
Said the pot.
Aunty, you’re such a kidder. What cleaning?