Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-31595317-20170506015410/@comment-30953185-20170507001940

(We spit it out.)

Me: Blech!

Lincoln: "Mom, Dad, we're sorry. You were right. Cooking for this many people is a nightmare. We'll never complain about your food again." [His sisters all agree] Lana: "We promise." Luan: "We didn't mean it." Lola: "I'm not keeping that promise."

Me: (I punch her in the arm) Lola!

Lola: (innocently) Nothing!