imagining two kids going, "Uh huh!", "Uh, uh!", "Uh HUH!", "Uh, UH!" in the back seat of a vehicle during a long and tedious drive. Then, as their voices grow louder, I imagine Ptrope as the hapless driver finally turning around and barking, "If you two don't behave, I'm turning this thread around and NO ONE will get to enjoy Wally World!"
But then, my mind tends to make bizarre comparisons like that.