Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-26521507-20190225034056/@comment-31541999-20190322030839

Rita: [gasps sharply] My baby! [picks her up]

Lynn Sr.: [takes Lola inside with him and Rita] Come on, honey; let's find some antibacterial cream for those marks.

[As the parents shut the door behind themselves, the rest of the siblings glared at Trash for his performance earlier.]

Lincoln: What's gotten into you, Trash; you could've killed her!

Trash: Look, you didn't see what she just did, okay! She crushed my saxophone into bits with her jeep all because I refuse to grab her some ice cream! She's lucky I didn't go for her teeth!