The Daddy Complex

Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Jekyll

  • Boone: Mama!
  • Wyatt: Mama!
  • Me: Guys, calm down. She’s right here.
  • Boone: MAMA! WAAAAA!
  • Wyatt: WAAAAA! I NEED MAMA!
  • Me: Fellas! She’s holding you both. What’s the problem?
  • Boone: EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE! I NEED MAMA!
  • Wyatt: MAKE IT BETTER, MAMA!
  • Me: Honey, maybe you better go in the other room for a bit.
  • Boone: Wait. Where is she going? Hey, don’t go!
  • Wyatt: You drove her away!
  • Me: Actually, you guys were doing that on your own.
  • Boone: Great! She’s gone now. WAY TO GO!
  • Wyatt: NOOOOOO! MAMA!
  • Me: I think you’ll be fine. She’ll be back in a bit.
  • Boone: Who?
  • Me: Mama.
  • Wyatt: Yeah. It’ll be good to see her when she gets back.
  • Boone: Hey, Wyatt. Let’s play with our toy piano.
  • Wyatt: Oh, that sounds like fun.
  • Me: What the hell?
  • Boone: What?
  • Me: You guys were freaking out like three seconds ago.
  • Wyatt: Are you sure?
  • Me: I’m pretty sure.
  • Boone: I don’t know, dude. Why would we be freaking out?
  • Me: That’s what I’m trying to figure out.
  • Boone: I don’t know what to tell you. I’m fine.
  • Wyatt: Me, too. Ha! Boone, hit the piano like that again. That was funny.
  • Boone: See, dude? Look how cute and normal we’re being.
  • Me: You were just… never mind. I’ll tell your mom everything’s cool.
  • Wyatt: Of course it’s cool, pop.
  • Boone: Yeah.
  • Me: Okay, guys. Here’s mom.
  • Boone: MAMA! MAKE IT BETTER!
  • Wyatt: I NEED MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!

The terrible two.
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