Yeah, it is Spring Break around here, a chance to catch up with the boys, spend some quality time together, bond, have meaningful conversations... or not.
It is a good time to clean out their school backpacks, which leads me to this:
I do not know who these people are. Not at all, not even a clue.
Oh wait, there is some information an the back. Well this clears it all up:
END OF STORY:
Sofiy: Will live with the queen of ingland
Well that's nice...
Queen: Will let sofy live with her
Super. Long live the Queen.
B.F.G.: Won't have to eat snoscombrs. Will be a hero.
Good. Great. Everyone loves a hero.
Other gients: Thay will have to eat snoscombrs not humens.
Well, thank heaven for that. Wait... what the HELL are "snoscombrs?"
From Marci's "...things you don't expect to hear from the backseat..."
"That was this morning, when I was a monk."
Good times, good times...