“Twiggy why don’t we play with your toys.”
“Coming Lucy.”
“You want to chase me while I hold Ears.”
“Um. I was thinking more about playing with the Woodchuck.”
“Gee Lucy. We played with Woodchuck Yesterday.”
“Oh yeah. That’s right Little one.”
“Where you going?”
“Over to the futon.”
“Futon? What’s a futon?”
“It is something mom bought to take the place of our couch.”
“What happened to our couch anyway?”
“Remember when we moved we left it behind, and we needed something to sit on.”
“Oh yeah. I remember now. When are we getting a new one.”
“Supposedly today. In fact, I hear something.”
“You hear something? There is nobody there.”
“I know I thought there was. How about a ruckus?”
“Take that.”
“Man, Twiggy. You have a mean left.”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
“My goodness two negatives wrong tense and a contraction. You better not let The Boss hear you.”
“He knows I’m still learning. Nice counter move, Lucy.”
“Thanks, Potato. You’ve got some good moves too.”
“Go ahead give me your best shot.”
“My best shot would put you in the hospital.”
“You Girls playing nice?”
“Yes, Boss we are.”
“Yes, Dad.”
