A quiet weeknight, on some sleepy block, in lonely little city, on the edge of the continent where two not-so-mild mannered boys scheme while their sweet mother is too preoccupied with their boyish charm and father's handsome genetics.
But what silliness lurks?
What insanity boils just beneath the surface?
What reckless energy resonates?
What pajama-ed spectacle awaits?
The real question is....
Does our house still exist?
2 comments:
Ha ha...Derek I love your captions and writing. If it gets TOO wild, just send them to live with their real parents! :)
We believe it does...with great happiness and shenanigans!!
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