The scene is of an apartment kitchen, with a fridge and counter visible. On the fridge is a hand-written note marked "Milk, Acorns, Clothespins." Water is pooled up a couple of feet high. The Squirrel and Ian are in the kitchen, and the Squirrel is so short he is having to swim in the water. Hickson is dressed as a plumber, carrying a toolkit and wearing a hat that looks like Super Mario's.
Ok, Mr. Squirrel, you're set. My work here is done.
Hey, wait a minute, Hixie!
Super Hixie.
Whatever. My kitchen is filled with water! I've told you this at least twenty times! You're not done!
I beg to differ, but I am.
Excuse me? Aren't you going to address this issue?!
I already did! I marked it down as "won't fix!" on my worksheet. So, it's solved.
There is a lake in my kitchen! I'm having to tread water! This is the opposite of a solution!
It's no problem! I'm tall enough to just wade through. I'll let myself out.
I'm drowning! Help!
I'm sorry you feel that way, but the issue is resolved if I say it is. Got a problem with that, talk to my bosses.
You're in bad need of a dictionary!