He wants oatmeal!
No. HE WANTS IT NOW! Not in a minute! In-a-minute oatmeal tastes TERRIBLE. It's poison. The only good kind of oatmeal is NOW OATMEAL. Delicious right-this-very-second oatmeal. Don't cook it; INJECT IT.
To make his point, he is pouncing on the Whoopee cushion! He wants OATMEAL! PLLLLLLLLLFFFFFFFFFF. OAT. MEAL! Plllllllfffffrrrffff!!!
(Gus enters, steals whoopee cushion/Patrick's thunder .... tears tears tears.)
Giving up. Going to make breakfast.
(SIX HOURS LATER, I'M BACK)
As I was saying ...
The graduation was great. Patrick's class sang Old MacDonald (Patrick was the cow) and Gus's class sang On the Road Again (see Willie Nelson costume below):
Blood relatives, enjoy: