Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190927195735/@comment-38732394-20191006015046

Lincoln: Luan, why did you do that?!

Luan: You need a little "spice" in your life. (laughs) Get it?

Lincoln: Luan, if you're gonna do that, I'll move back in my room.

Luan: Alright, Lincoln. I'll tone it down with the pranks. NOT! (laughs)

Lincoln: Okay, here we go.

Luan: Lincoln, wanna tell knock-knock jokes?

Lincoln: No thanks. I want to read some Ace Savvy.

(Lincoln sits on the top bunk, but a fart noise is heard)

Lincoln: What was that?!

(Lincoln finds a whoopee cushion under the blanket)

Lincoln: Really, Luan?! A whoopee cushion?!

Luan: (laughs) Looks like you got a flatulence problem.

Lincoln: (angry) No, I don't. Please leave me alone.

Luan: Fine. Read your lame comics. See you later.

(Lincoln sighs as Luan laughs out of the room)