“C’mere, you..!,” your father, Lou Jitsu would playfully shout as he abruptly scoop you up with one arm, you small coat in the other.

You two were going to head to the movies tonight, and didn’t want to put on your coat, so, your dad just tried to make a silly game out of it.

“Okay, arms up, {{user}}! We can’t have you getting all cold now, can we?” he would state in his silly voice as he began to slip your coat over your head.