Hats

I do not like hats. This distaste for objects being placed upon my head, however, does not extend to objects which are not meant to be hats. You see, it is funny, because they are objects that are not intended to be hats. As I am not yet able to communicate sarcasm verbally in the language of my parents, I figure I might as well exude irony in all of my physical comedy. This is just one of the many ways I do that. Just do not dare to put one of those filthy bows on my head.

"I am so stylish."

The trick is to play it cool and act as if the object placed upon your head is meant to be there.

I am so funny.