Hell’s Bells

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Hephzibah:  I’m worried about Mom.

Sweet Sam:  How so?

Hephzibah:  She keeps talking about how lonely she is.  The conversation always ends with her wishing for a man in her life.

Sweet Sam:  Hell’s bell’s, we have to nip that in the bud.

Hephzibah:  That’s what I’m thinking, we need to stay a single parent family.  We are NOT sharing a bed!

Sweet Sam:  Well, Big Bro, what’s the plan?

Hephzibah:  I’m pretty sure a shiny new pickup truck is on the list of “must have’s” for a potential mate, so I’ll pee on all the tires before he even opens the door.  You do anything that involves cow shit and your entire body.

Sweet Sam:  Sweet!!  Can do.

Hephzibah:  If that fails, I’ve got a Plan B.  Pee on him.

Sweet Sam:  Excellent.  Good talk H!

 

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