"That's not a bad idea," Pokey responds, thinking it over. "Could just tie him to a tree in the front yard too. If I have to suffer him, so should everyone else is my thought. Just don't want him to hurt anyone."

"You can't just tie me to a tree, you jerk," the younger Pokey whines. Being belligerent hasn't gotten him anywhere. Clearly it's time to try and play a pity game. "Like, you can get arrested for that!"

"Pretty sure I'm not going to here, junior," Pokey says, pokerfaced. "Why don't you think there are other kids here? It's because they're all forced to be tied to trees."

The little Pokey pauses for a moment, stunned. Then smiles. "Cool," the kid says, "Like a sacrifice?"

"...You're going to just ruin any kind of joke I try to tell around you, aren't you?" The older Pokey says, exhausted.