Grummuh: "Thomas P? Thomas P? Lissen to yer Grummuh. Lissen to yer Grummuh. Lissen to yer Grummuh. Lissen to yer Grummuh. "Thomas P? Thomas P? Lissen to yer Grummuh. Oh honestly, Theresa Jo. What is wrong with him? Like tawking to thin air." Theresa Jo: "Yew stop pickin' on mah kids, mawmuh! They's fine as they is." Grummuh: "Sweet Jesus have mercy." Theresa Jo: "Oh! Hare's the waitress. Hah there. Gots a children's menu, hon?" Waitress: "Yes, ma'am. Last page. That's it." Theresa Jo: "Ah see. Thomas P? You wants apple sauce wif your meal?" Thomas P: "Plplplplplplplplplplplplplpl!" Theresa Jo:…
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