Mom: “Go to your room.”
Jimmy: “No.”
Mom: “Go to your room.”
Jimmy: “No.”
Mom: “Go to your room.”
Jimmy: “No.”
Dad: “I’M GONNA VISIT YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND SLICE YOUR THROAT WHETHER YOU GO UPSTAIRS OR NOT!”
Jimmy: “So?”
Mom: “Harold! [whispers] We’re almost there. The 102nd time is the charm.”
February 14, 2003
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