Thread:TheMaximumMatt/@comment-27264989-20181125033202/@comment-27264989-20181208001115

Lynn Sr.: (runs into the kitchen) What can I do for you, my daughtera?

Lynn: We need you to smell these two items.

Lynn Sr.: Why?

Leni: We're having a contest to see who's better between the older sisters and the younger sisters.

Lynn Sr.: Alright, then.

(Lynn Sr. smells both items and his face froze because of the smell and passes out. The girls all gasp in shock)

Luna: Pops!

Lisa: Stand back! I'm a doctor! (under her breath) Sort of.

(Lisa checks on Lynn Sr.'s pulse)

Lisa: He's out cold. He'll be fine.

Sisters: (relieved) Phew.

Lola: Let's just call this a draw, and each of us get a point.

Sisters: Agreed.

(The stinky shirt is next to the beaker and it's fuming)

Lisa: (surprised) Oh, crud...