Momma, I poor spy-ers.
You pour spiders?
No! I poor spy-ders!
What about spiders?
No, Momma! I'm hot in sweh-dee! I POOR-SPY-DURS!
(No, Momma! I'm hot and sweaty! I PERSPIRE!)
It's hot in my how-suh! Tan I take my sweh-er off?
(It's hot in my house! Can I take my sweater off?)
Oh. I got it. You're hot and you're perspiring.
Yes! I POOR-SPY-RING! (Yes! I'm perspiring!)
And so we both collapsed in giggles...
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