"I really don't understand why you're in such a big rush to get up North this year. Mabel and her husband are still sitting around down south. This doesn't really look like it's warm enough up here yet. Wait a minute, you don't have some little gosling-bimbo up there waiting for you, do you? Omigod, I should have known. My dear mother, rest her soul, she was right about you! Why I didn't listen..."
Thus we hear the eternal complaint: "Alright Edith, a little more wing, a little less beak over there, okay?" Strange-trippers who don't know what we're talking about can check here and here. And I swear I didn't touch the knobs on this thing!