A snapshot of debachery

My kids are playing GIT BACK MUTHA F**** , YOU DON'T KNOW ME LIKE THAT"
and mouthing the words at me while dancing. 

The visiting dog tries to mount the small dog.

The song ended and some discussion of molestation and the additional yelling IF YOU LOOK AT HIM IN THE EYES, HE WILL KILL YOU.

And now they're wrestling, shouting obscene threats while dancing and will probably land on top of my while I type on the couch. 

Wholesome family life hasn't changed much over the last decade but they are a lot bigger and when they land, the house shakes.


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