OOOOOOO, so serious, Mr. Serious. Mr. Adult. Get back to being serious, Mr. Serious Adult.

Oh, we know there may be some car-karma streaking our way... but...

Drive it like you rented it!

I’ve heard from an IRS guy once that one can always beat a horse more.

Yer a heathen.

Sounds cool. But i’d like a bag of peanuts first.

I guarantee you he grew a beard because he hunts.

Damn.

You don’t watch it every year? Come on man. It’s this and White Christmas. Period. I’ll fight you if you say otherwise.

Just leave it at the bottom of the ocean then?

Donate to the TRCP.

No death records? What? Someone. Must. Find. Them.

I do, and I guess my older one (5) is the exception to the rule.

Yup. This was me and my wife (and newborn) 5-6 years ago. I wanted to be deep woods, but glad we ended up in a nice sub-division where I have no one behind me but big woods. Then neighbors and kids out front.

Yer a fuckin’ weirdo!

My 5 year old now can’t eat anything grape. Popsiciles, Gatorade, pedialyte. Nada.

WE. PUT. A. MAN. ON. THE. MOON.

I doubt that. The risk would be low.

My statement still stands. That tastes like SHIT.

Why can’t kid’s medicine be made to go down easy and smooth? Why is that shit so fucked up tasting? We put a man on the fucking moon for Christ sake.