"Why, ain't she purty." said by Chris when browsing the reading material in the bathroom. (If you know this house and the men that occupy this bathroom, it's a Black Angus magazine.)
Chris - "Grandma, what kind of toilet paper do you use?"
Caleb - "yeah, isn't it thick."
Chris - "It's like the hand of God wiping my butt."
Never a dull moment around here.
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