At this moment Carl remembered his pool does NOT have a deep end. RIP CARL.
Playing Quidditch is not so lame now that they learned how to frickin’ fly.
He pulled these from the ocean with his bare hands, now bring him his butter tub!
Carol is sick of the other wives in the neighborhood giving her shit about her flower garden.
Cat is thinking about how he is glad he’ s not the “bottom” in this thrupple anymore.
Dog is thinking about the dump he is going to take in the living room tonight.
They say you can still see the Ghost Moose on the side of the road where it died. Sad.
Pro tip: stuff several different flavor packets into ONE package of noodles.