P.J.: Mom G.P. got water in my eyes and takes up too much of the tub. Move over G.P. G.P.: Mom P.J. Started it by calling me plump. I’m big leaved. Not like you shrimp. P.J.: Mom he keeps calling me a shrimp. Mom yelling from other room: For crying out loud. G.P. You are done you’ve been in the tub long enough. P.J. You better be well watered. I don’t want to hear in 3 days that you are thirsty. And if the two of you don’t stop the name calling then I’m calking your Aunt Joan. The one with the axe who took down your Cousin Crimson Rose. She’s been angry and needs to let loose. Is that what you want? Well is it? G.P: No Mom. P.J.: No Mom. Mom on Phone: Listen Joan I gotta so get these two to bed. Oh oh really you strap them in early and so they can rest for late night events. Sweetie you know people are talking. No not Christina…Joan are you there? (Hangs up.) Poor Christina. And that brat som of hers gets away blabbing to everyone. Mom yells:?Kids I’m coming and you better be outta the tub. Aunt Joan is sharpening her axe. I’m terrible.
