Dad: I told you, my head hurts. Son: This is why mom left.
We left them" AL: Why "They didn't look anything like their selfies in rl"
Lentil next time.
I don't know either he told me to askew!
He glances over his shoulder.
Mom & Dad
Look ma, no hands!
Get out of my son.
Son: It was all right except for some man called "Teacher" who kept spoiling all our fun!
You stay here, I'll go on a head.
Barbers.
Matisse hurt!
Meow.
