Senses

In a game of "I'm gonna get your..." {played as a chasing game with some sort of plastic pliers and a scary voice} this is the conversation that went down:
Brent: "I'm gonna get your feet!"
Mug: "NO! Dad, I need them to walk!"
Brent: "Well, I'm gonna get your fingers!"
Mug: "NO! Dad, I need those to touch everything!"
Brent: "I'm gonna get your nose then!"
Mug: "Well, I need that to smell!"
Brent: "Fine, I'm gonna get your ears!"
Mug: "Daddy, noooooooooo! I need those to hear the mowers coming."