MM:  “Come on Mr. President…National Chocolate Chip Day is over.”

Fibbs: “No, it’s not.”

MM: “It is sweetie, put down the chip and lets go to bed.  You need a good rest.”

Fibbs: “I make an emergency Executib Order!  Eberyday is Chocy Chip Day!”

MM: “Ok, that’s great.  We still hab to go to bed now…”

Fibbs:  “But I habn’t eated dem all.”