We went to some kind of Sesame Street thing, because there was a big furry thing that picked you up, and you got upset because it got fuzz in your mouth. (I remember we went to a special Disney restaurant once - for breakfast, because I remember a pancake with mouse ears or something - and one of us got scared of Pluto's tongue. I remember the Minnie sirens that made Mom think she was getting pulled over, but I have no idea where they came from.)

Everything we do is merely to irk you personally.

The wireless router will not prevent us all from going blind, but I will bring it up.