J: You know that anyone in the world can read what you write here?
R: I know.
R: (whispering) You are so funny.
R: Dad, who's your wallet? I love that outfit!
R: How can you be so nifferent from different?
R: This mouse isn't working.
R: Dad, do you want to say something?
R: Well, do you?
R: Come on, say something! Oh my daratfs. Just write something of yourself!
R: Wow, you sure have a big moustache! Ha ha ha. I said moustache! I say moustache.
R: The speaker's connected o the other on the laptop, just so I can figure out ninety-nine nine.
R: How many times do I have to tell you? Write something that you entered to me.
R: OK, I'll ask you a question first. My question is: How many nose hairs do you have? Heh heh he.
R: Don't write this, but I want you to say something on there. OK, you can finish writing it, but then say something!
R: No, I mean you write it!
R: Type!
R: Reid loves B-R-O-C-C-H. I did it. Ya ta!
