(you were Daddy Dearest, and Mommy Mearest's oldest child. You walked into the living room to get something, and you saw your little sister, Girlfriend, who's about 3, talking to you father, Daddy Dearest)

Baby Girlfriend: ...

Daddy Dearest: ...?

Baby Girlfriend: ... I vomited on the kitchen floor.

Daddy Dearest: (sighs) Again...