“I get no respect I tell ya’’. “You know you’re old when your kids talk about ya right in front of ya’’. “What are we gonna do with Pop, Pop can’t stay here’’ “Mean while Pop’s in the corner drooling’’. No respect I tell ya.’
I’m sorry but Pop’s gotta go. I’ve been listening to him tell me I’ll never amount to anything for the last 339,940 years and enough is enough! I’ll get a job when I’m ready to.