He seemed confused until he 'twigged' that something was going on.
I had to explain it to him three times but he finally 'twigged'.
We should gather up small 'twigs' for the campfire.
(..) Cut 'em down! Grab a stick or something! Wait, what? (GROANING) - (SQUEALING) - Aw! Do you want more? WOLVES: Yeah! Will this tiny twig be enough? - Yes! - WOLVES: No! No! Bigger! Get the biggest twig you can find! Sorry, Junior. Gotta give the people what they want. - (GRUNTS) - (WOLF GROANS) (..)2016 Storks