Fowl Language by Brian Gordon for November 25, 2015
Dicky: Champ slow down no running Tommy: Dicky, you gotta relax! Let a kid be a kid. Dicky:You don't understand, Tommy, you don't have kids. I'm not just worried about his safety, i'm also trying to get on with my day! If he falls down there's crying, and clean up, and band-aids, and so on.It's a huge hassle! Tommy: God do you hear yourself ?? I mean c'mon c'mon mom and dad never- Dicky: I know I know *Trip crash* Baby: Augh! Dad! My everything is bleeding! Dicky: son of a b*tch. Tommy: Dud you oughta do something about that.