It’s just trivial to be a parent that makes me feel particularly good-looking

Chadrick 2021-12-14 08:01:15

The youngest son took a bite of pasta and then vomited.
Bear kids would really do that! They really will have physical vomiting because of a bite of something they don't like to eat!

The daughter passed the CIA's intelligence test, while the stupid son read the eye chart E, E, E, E one by one.... The
twins are really different. One is a genius in a certain way, and the other is an absolute idiot, complementary. What a stake!

The son drew his father to his grandfather to draw a picture of a chicken,
they would really draw, say, and make things that make you feel ashamed!

Children laughed because of a fart.
They would really laugh together because of simple things: a grimace, a fart, and a strange pronunciation!

Dad finally saved his son’s lizard, saved his grandfather, and became a great hero.
Children really don’t value other achievements. You find them a toy hidden under the bed, grab them a starfish, and take them to the highest slide. They really think you are the best parent in the world!

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Extended Reading
  • Jayda 2021-12-14 08:01:15

    jessica alba is definitely the most popular drug seller ~ watching a very comfortable movie

  • Dave 2021-12-14 08:01:15

    I don’t have a lot of laughs, but I can see, who made me chase after one or two?

Little Fockers quotes

  • Kevin Rawley: [Speaking about Andi Garcia's attractiveness] Look, it's natural to get a little tempted.

    Greg Focker: Nobody's tempted, nobody's...

    Kevin Rawley: Look, even our dear friend, the Buddha, had to pass through sorrow on his way to enlightenment.

    Greg Focker: [sarcastically] Our dear friend the Buddha? How's he doing? It's been so long. Do you ever listen to yourself?

    Kevin Rawley: I try not to. I speak from the heart, off the cuff, like my man J.C. at the Sermon on the Mount. I think that's what you always admired about me.

  • Dr. Bob: Okay, I get it, Greg. I screwed up. The pressure of being in that family finally got to me.

    Greg Focker: What are you talking about? You were his golden boy.

    Dr. Bob: More like his golden bitch. He wanted Deb and me to get married in Oyster Bay. Done. Can we name our baby after him? "You got it, Jack." Then he gives me this whole spiel, right, about how I'm next in line to his throne. He came up with this name for me, the Bobfather.

    Greg Focker: Really? He said that to you?

    Dr. Bob: Ah. He pulled the same shit on you, didn't he? In that family, we're all just hamsters on Jack Byrnes' little wheel. His Circus of Trust or whatever he calls it.

    Greg Focker: Circle of Trust.

    Dr. Bob: I had no idea how deep I was in until I stepped away, and I'll tell you something. Once I got off the treadmill, I've never been happier.