Bobby: I don't want to have this. I want Chick-Fil-A!
Dylan: Bobby! I told you we are not having Chick-Fill-A. Eat your dinner.
Bobby: That's it. I'm throwing all the food in the garbage.
(Bobby throws everything in the garbage)
Dylan: Bobby, how dare you throw everything and the food stuff in the garbage!!
Bobby: Shut up, nitpicker! I wish you were dead from a Venus flytrap.
Dylan: Bobby, how dare you tell me to shut up, call me a nitpicker and tell me to die from a Venus flytrap!