Character Conversations: Peaches

Peaches isn't the best talker... just try and sound out the words.

Tigey Wigey: Hello, Peaches. How are ya?

Peaches: I good, how is you?

Tigey Wigey: I'm okay. So, I have to say, Peaches, you have pretty good manners for a three-month-old.

Peaches: Yeah, Unca' Sid told me dem.

Tigey Wigey: It's 'Uncle", not 'Unca'. Well... you're a baby, your tongue's too lazy to make the 'L' sounds. So, uh... how's life?

Peaches: Wife's good.

Tigey Wigey: You have a wife? Weird...

Peaches: What weird 'bout wife?

Tigey Wigey: Well, you're a three-month-old girl... much is weird.

Peaches: I mean ta say... *struggles on 'L' sound* l-l-life! Not 'wife.'

Tigey Wigey: I know, but the conversation is funnier if... just... nevermind. So uh...hm... Oh, what other things are your uncles teaching you?

Peaches: Um, Unca Sid be teaching me how da swim, but Daddy say ''no'', Unca Cwash and Unca Eddie teaching me how to pwank, but Daddy say ''no'', Unca Dego be teaching me how to stalk pwey, but Daddy say ''Dat skiwl is usewess to a fwee-month-owld herbivore.''

Tigey Wigey: I see. Does Daddy ever let you do anything?

Peaches: No. He say dat I could easiwy get hurt or get dead.

Tigey Wigey (whispers to audience): I love her grammar!

Peaches: But I don't have a gwandma!

Tigey Wigey: No, grammar.

Peaches: What gwammar?

Tigey Wigey: It's... um, uh... it...um... ask your father.

Peaches: DADDY! DAD-

Tigey Wigey: Peaches, Daddy's not here!

Peaches: WHAT? HE GOT DEAD?

Tigey Wigey: NO he's just not in the room!

Peaches: *sighs, relieved*

Tigey Wigey: Yeah, cause if Manny was dead, there'd be no more Ice Age movies!

Manny (from a distance): Hey!

Tigey Wigey: You know I'm kidding, Manny!

Peaches: Daddy, what is gwammar?

Manny: A grandma's an old lady.

Peaches: See? I don't got a old wady!

Tigey Wigey: Okay, Peaches. So uh... do you have any questions for me?

Peaches: Yeah. Where do babies come fwom?

Tigey Wigey: ...OH MY, we are out of time! Well, looks like I won't have time to answer that, sorry.

Peaches: But I wanna know!

Tigey Wigey: Ask your father. Time's up! Bye, Peaches!

Tigey Wigey: Whew, dodged a bullet there! Well... the end, I guess... please review!

Peaches (looks at you): Where do babies come fwom?

You: Uh... sorry, the conversation ends here.