|Pingu: Come on. Move over. Give me some space.|
Ginger: Hey! I was here first.
|Ginger: Ouch! You're crushing my bones! You're so heavy!!!|
Pingu: Told you to move over. You didn't complain when Brad was on top of you.
|Pingu: We're really treating this place like our own home, eh?|
Ginger: Hush! Be quiet. Let's cuddle.
|Pingu & Ginger: zzzzzzzzzzzz|
Boys! Why don't you go sleep on the bed or couch? More room for your humongous bums there. purrr....meow!