Mom, it's been two months and you still haven't gotten rid of that poopedy thingy? He's always staring at me, it's scary to see my own eyes looking at me. My own reflection is enough! 

     Dad, how come you haven't gotten rid of him yet? That poopedy Taesung I mean.

     Dude, I can hear you.

     WHAT?! Taesung, you can hear me?!

     No, it's Mom talking to you. . . what do you think, stupid?

     HEY! Not that tone to your older brother, the great hero Taejoon!

     Great hero, my poopedy. . .

     Hey! That's my word, don't use my word! Stop it!

     What are you going to do about it, huh? I'm over here, over here! Stupid. . .

     Mom! Tell him to stop! It's no- wait, what are you doing? Don't pick him up! Don't touch the enemy! He'll hurt you!

     Hey! I'd never hurt Mother! She's an angel and so soft. . . huuhuu, I love her arms~

     It's Mom, poopedy! She's an angel, that I agree too, but don't touch her!

     Stupid, she's holding me. What are you going to do about it, huh? What, huh? Tell me, huh!

     Stop talking to me like that, I'm your older brother!

     For being an older brother, you sure are a baby.

     Says the newborn!

     Oh yeah? This newborn is being held by Mother!

     Get away from her! It's my turn!

     Come here and make me!

     Oh, look at me, I'm coming over there!

     Mother, don't pick him up at the same time!

     Don't talk to her like that!

     I'm not talking to her 'like that'! You're