Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-33256424-20180307174104/@comment-33256424-20180308025409

(Yeah, like, I get that.)

Me and Lincoln (in unison): Let's play frisbee!

Leni: Ever since I was eight, on the day of Lucy's birth, just like an hour before she was born, we were on the beach playing frisbee and I thought it was "free bees." Wait, what are free bees? Those are still dangerous!

Luan (to Leni): No, silly head, FRIS-bee. After 8 years, you still think frisbee is free bees? (Luan then walks away from Leni.)

Lynn Sr.: *walks up to Leni* Now, Leni, you gotta be careful when throwing that frisbee. Be careful not to hit Joey. I don't care if he "magically teleported" here, but you gotta be careful.

Joey: Don't try to hit me, Leni!

(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I think I said too many lines.)