General Kerchak, I have a job for you.
I'm retired, Petey. I emigrated so I could retire.
You emigrated because I promised to make you a General, and put more brass up there on your shoulders.
Why would I want brass on my shoulders? I'm covered with fur. I want naked time.
General, I need your help with something important. It is. . . personal.
And break me off another banana.