Setting: Living room couches.
Props: Laptop and assorted minions running in and out.
Situation: Placing the bi-monthly SamsClub order online so we can waltz in at some point tomorrow and trade our children’s inheritances for, like, half the store.
Mr Smith:
Do we need ziplocks?
Mrs Smith:
YES.
Mr Smith:
So, just sandwich sized? Or quart sized, too?
Mrs Smith:
Meh, just little ones.
C:
Quart size? How you gonna fit the judge, jury, and witnesses in them tiny little baggies?
Mrs Smith:
bwahahahaha!!!
Mr Smith:
????????
C:
Dad. Come on. Quart… “Court”… It’s funny!
Mr Smith, deadpan:
No. No, it’s not. Maybe if you were making a joke about how many rocks you could fit in that quarts-sized baggie, then it would be funny.
C & Mrs Smith:
GROAN
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