Billy, that's not relevant.
I'm not mean. I'm precise. There's a difference.
That's poop talk.
Ready? On my count. Three... two... one... go!
Just help me with the bike.
Neither is explaining gyro-stuff to a ten-year-old girl who just wants to ride her bike without falling.
It's not stupid. Order is important.
Mom said you have to be nice to me because I'm going through a "difficult emotional period."