Wendy: Dad, remember when you said I could have whatever I wanted for my birthday…
Dave Thomas: Of course, sweetie. I assume it’s another Big Bacon Classic?
Wendy: No, not this year, Foster Dad. This year I want to be the face of your rapidly growing hamburger empire!
Dave Thomas: Um…Wendy…you’re not exactly what we’d call a traditional beauty…
Wendy: Gee, thanks, Dad! ::eats a baked potato::
Dave Thomas: Honey, I don’t think you’re understanding what I’m saying…
Wendy: What’s the matter? You told me I was beautiful. Were you just being nice?
Dave Thomas: Oh, fuck, fine. Where’s that cartoon the nice man at that carnival drew of you?