Joe (from his recliner): BOYS!!!!!! What is going on up there????
Boys (in unison): Nothing, dad.
And yet an hour later, Joe wandered upstairs to find Jack's bed cracked in half.
Joe: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? AND WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TELL ME?
Boys (in garbled unison): We didn't know it ...uh...broke. We were playing football.
Thankfully, my husband is a handy, handy man:
|Duct tape: How the Walsh Family Will Survive the Apocalypse|
I haven't the heart to tell Joe the bed's a goner.
I'll wait for a good time.
Like when he's back on his recliner.
With a beer.