Gruncle Gonsod: Okay. Gruffy, I don't want you to be offended…
Grandpa Gruff: But you know I will anyway?
Gruncle Gonsod: Ya gotta go a little lighter on the ice cream on Fridays.
Grandpa Gruff: Are you saying I'm fat?
Gruncle Gonsod: Do you really want me to answer that?
(Gruff looks surprised.)
Gruncle Gonsod: Look, all I'm saying is that you weigh more than a cart of carrots and a sack of potatoes put together right now. And I should know, I grow both. Quit being so touchy already!
Grandpa Gruff: And then you talk about getting married. I'd honestly feel bad for the poor creature who'd end up having you as a spouse, Gons. And if this is how you would carry them to the wedding, that'd be one way to ruin their special day.
Gruncle Gonsod: Gruffy, I'm CARRYING you. I can DROP you whenever I want. Do you really want to take the risk?
Grandpa Gruff: Hmph.
Gallus: [chuckles] Sometimes, grandpas, your bickering is precious.