S'cat! s'cat! — set that cat off that barns knee — it al puzzum it! Ah've tel'd 'em awal abart that tu monny a hunderd times, bud thuh tak no moar gaum o' muh then a stoop.

Brush your teeth, it's time to go bye-bye.

“He's like in his thirties,” I protested, skeeved at the idea of being attracted to him. “Yeah, that's bit young, but young ones like that need a mature woman.” “Grandma!” Now I was even more skeeved by the notion that she was attracted to him.

Their [Benedict Cumberbatch fans'] reception of, and engagement with, his portrayal as Richard III through playful fan practices demonstrates the interfandom crossover.