"It's Beverly and Elvis. Remember us? We live here."
"Listen, Elvis... I'm getting kinda pissed that mommy
keeps putting pictures of other people's pets on her blog."
"Yeah, me too."
"What's up with that sh*t?"
"Beverly, watch your mouth."
"Shut up. You're not my mother."
"No, I'm not your mother. She keeps putting pictures
of other people's pets on her blog—remember?"
of other people's pets on her blog—remember?"
"Yeah, you're right. Sorry about that."
"No problem, homey."
"Ugh—why do you always do that?"
"Do what?"
"Act like you're from the hood?"
"Because I am."
"He is."
"You are."
"I know.""I was on Divorce Court."
"He was."
"That's right."
"Don't eat me."
"We won't."
"Okay."
"Baaa."
"Hey Sexy."
"Listen kiddies, Mommy's got enough love to go around."
"Do you promise?"
"Of course."
"Okay."
~ The End ~
