"What are you doin', son?"
"I'm happy, Pa."
"Well, whatchya doin' with your feet?"
"They're happy, too."
It was an overload of fuzzy arctic cuteness. Oh. My. God.
And then when they broke into Queen's "Somebody to Love," I thought I would die.
*pecks egg*
"Is it empty?"
*pause, blink*
"Can I keep it?"