[Father and Son speak in Irish Accents] Me Da and I couldn't be more different. That's because you're not mine.
I'm really easy going and he has a temper.
He likes to greet me with an Irish Hello (laughs).
Morning Da. Feck Off! [Son squeals in pain from coffee down his pants]
What was that for?
You're too BIG to be MINE.
When you're Irish, sure you can bet on two things
your Ma loves ya [ HIT ] and your Da is probably trying to kill ya.
Da, look at my Lincoln Log Castle. [ Punch and sound of Lincoln Logs hitting the floor. ]
Hey Da. Feck yer sausage toes! [ Sound of wrench hitting son's foot. Son screams. Then, sounds of punch and breaking bottle over the son's head. ]
But in the end, we're family!
And there's another Irish Hello that can always bring us together. [ Irish Fiddle Music Starts to Play ]
Love ya Da. TA! Last one! [ Sound of Bottle broken over his head ] [ Irish Music plays more. Happy Father's Day Folks! ]