[J.N.:] "I can make a bigger splash than you!"
[Jimmy:] "Oh yeah, give it a shot."
[While jumping up and down on diving board]
[J.N.:] "Can opener!"
[Big splash]
[Jimmy:] "Man, that one was huge."
[J.N.:] "You go."
[While running towards pool]
[Jimmy:] "Ahhhh, jacknife!"
[Jumps in and small splash]
[Tracy:] "That was a dud, Jimmy."
[Jimmy:] "Shutup, Tracy."
[Tracy:] "You shutup."
[Door opens, walks over]
[Momma:] "Lunch time kids."
[Kids yelling happily]
[Momma:] "I made some jelly sandwiches and sliced up some cantelope.
I figured you could eat a little food and and then maybe play with yer c*** and b**** fer a while."
[J.N.:] "I'm just gonna eat, mom."
[Momma:] "All right. And then maybe a little later, you can play with yer c*** and b**** fer momma."
[J.N.:] "I don't think so."
[Momma:] "Ok. Slow down Jimmy, yer already halfway done with yer sandwhich.
You're gonna get a belly ache."
[Jimmy:] "No I'm not. I'm hungry."
[Momma:] "I know, but you shouldn't so fast.
You're rushing honey, you're gonna choke. Put down your sandwhich and beat off your c*** and b**** for a little bit. Pace yourself."
[Jimmy:] "Oh god."
[Momma:] "Tracy, do you want some fruit or a sandwhich?"
[Tracy:] "No mom, I'm trying to lose weight. Guy said I'm getting fat."
[Momma:] "What? You look beautiful honey. He's crazy."
[Tracy:] "Guy said last summer I looked better in a bathing suit, so I'm gonna try to lose like three or four pounds."
[Momma:] "Awww, sweetheart.
You've got so much to learn.
Guy doesn't want you to lose weight, baby.
It's just his way of telling you he wants you to smack around his c*** and b**** some more, honey.
He's got some b**** and some c***. You gotta stroke his s****** or at least b*** his nuts."
[Tracy:] "Mom!"
[Momma:] "You're scared, aren't ya honey.
You want momma to help you?
Momma will stroke Guy's p**** for him.
No one has to know. I'll sneak in when it's dark."
[Tracy:] "No! Mom, please!"
[Momma:] "You don't know how to tug on the c*** and b****?
You need momma to show you?
Get me a carrot, sweetheart.
Where are you going!?"
[J.N.:] "Mom, where's the suntan lotion?"
[Momma:] "It's under the chair baby.
You gonna lube up yer c*** and b**** and wack it for a little bit?"
[J.N.:] "Uhh, no. I'm just going to put some on my face so I don't get sunburnt."
[Momma:] "Smart thinking honey.
And while yer at it you can put some on your brother's ding dong and knock around his nuts for him."
[Jimmy:] "Mom!"
[Momma:] "What Jimmy. Why don't you let your brother wack your c*** and nuts for a little bit.
You're not playing with them right now so why not let him. Share, baby!"
[Jimmy:] "You're weird mom! I'm going swimming!"
[Momma:] "Oh, you shouldn't swim for a half an hour. I read that."
[Jimmy:] "Why?"
[Momma:] "Because you just ate, honey.
And you'll get cramps.
Why don't you just lay on the side of the pool and jiggle your b**** for momma."
[Jimmy:] "It's ok. I'll stay in the shallow end."
[Momma:] "Ok, baby. But don't hurt yourself with that big juicy hog of yours."
[Jimmy:] "Hey, J.N. Throw me that frisby."
[J.N.:] "Here! Whoops!"
[Sails over and falls to the ground]
[Jimmy:] "Nice throw. Right over the fence and into the Chasen's yard."
[Momma:] "Don't get all huffy puffy. I'll get it.
Momma will make everything all right.
J.N. you watch Jimmy and make sure he's safe in that water."
[J.N.:] "Ok, ma."
[Momma:] "And if you want you can beat your c*** and b****. Hi Mr. Chasen!"
[Mr. Chasen: "Oh, hi Emily. How are you?"
[Momma:] "Oh, the boys threw the frisbee over the fence again.
And there it is under the bush."
[Mr. Chasen:] "I'll get it for you."
[Momma:] "Sorry. Thank you.
And while your under that bush, why don't you jack around your c*** and b**** for yourself.
You can stare at my jugs and play with that healthy w*** of yours."
[Mr. Chasen:] "No, I'll just.. I'll just get your frisbee."
[Momma:] "All right baby."
[Mr. Chasen:] "Here you go."
[Momma:] "Thank you. Thanks. Thank Mr. Chasen, boys!"
[Boys:] "Thanks Mr. Chasen!"
[Mr. Chasen:] "You're welcome fellas."
[Momma:] "Have a good day.
Oh, and..and tell your son Tommy,
if he wants to come over later and play with his c*** and b**** with the kids he's always welcome.
I don't know what happened with him and the boys,
but they don't seem to be friendly anymore."
[Mr. Chasen:] "I'll do that Emily."
[Momma:] "All right. He's got a big one. You know that."
[Momma:] "Tracy! You're boyfriend Guy's car just pulled up."
[Tracy:] "Ok mom. Please don't embarass me!"
[Momma:] "Everything embarasses you at this age, but I'll do my best.
Don't worry."
[Guy:] "Is it ok to come in?"
[Tracy:] "Come on back here guy!"
[Momma:] "Oh!"
[Tracy:] "Thanks for coming over!"
[Momma:] "Nice to see you Guy."
[Guy:] "Hi Mrs. Tucker."
[Momma:] "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?"
[Guy:] "I didn't bring a bathing suit with me."
[Momma:] "Oh no! You don't need a bathing suit.
Just pull off your clothes and let your c*** and b**** feel the nice warm water."
[Guy:] "Uhhh, that's ok, Mrs. Tucker."
[Momma:] "Come on! Pull out your c*** and b****.
The water's heated. You'll love it."
[Tracy:] "Mom! Stop it! Now!"
[Momma:] "What are you talking about, honey!?
This way his b**** are out, you can stroke his ding dong in front of all of us.
Come on, pull out that hog of yours.
I wanna see it anyways.
I wanna know what my daughter's been stroking."
[Tracy:] "Mom! Stop it!"
[Momma:] "In fact, everybody, pull out your c*** and b**** and rub it for momma.
Play with yourself. It'll be good. Everyone. Wack away!"
[J.N.:] "You're sick mom! I'm leaving."
[Jimmy:] "I'm going to Billy's house. I can't take this anymore."
[Walking away]
[Guy:] "Come on, let's go."
[Tracy:] "You've humiliated me and Guy. We are so outta here."
[Momma:] "What did I do? What is the matter with you all?
Come back here!
You're ruining the day!
It's so beautiful out.
This is too much of a..."
[Picks up phone and starts dialing while car drives off]
"I can't take these kids anymore..."
[Phone rings and gets picked up]
[Grandma:] "Hello?"
[Momma:] "Momma, it's me, I'm very upset,"
[Grandma:] "Oh, what's the matter, baby?"
[Momma:] "The kids are yelling at me and they left me here all alone."
[Grandma:] "Did you tell them the kids to play with their c*** and b****?"
[Momma:] "I told them to play with their c*** and b****."
[Grandma:] "And what did they say?"
[Momma:] "They don't wanna play with them anymore."
[Grandma:] "Why don't they wanna play with them anymore?"
[Momma:] "I don't understand. They've got c*** and b****. They should play with them."
[Grandma:] "Poppy always loves when I play with his c*** and b****."
[Momma:] "You smack around daddy's c*** still, why shouldn't they beat theirs?"
[Grandma:] "Tell them to come over to grandma's house. I'll play with their c*** and b****."
[Momma:] "Oh momma."
[Jimmy:] "Oh yeah, give it a shot."
[While jumping up and down on diving board]
[J.N.:] "Can opener!"
[Big splash]
[Jimmy:] "Man, that one was huge."
[J.N.:] "You go."
[While running towards pool]
[Jimmy:] "Ahhhh, jacknife!"
[Jumps in and small splash]
[Tracy:] "That was a dud, Jimmy."
[Jimmy:] "Shutup, Tracy."
[Tracy:] "You shutup."
[Door opens, walks over]
[Momma:] "Lunch time kids."
[Kids yelling happily]
[Momma:] "I made some jelly sandwiches and sliced up some cantelope.
I figured you could eat a little food and and then maybe play with yer c*** and b**** fer a while."
[J.N.:] "I'm just gonna eat, mom."
[Momma:] "All right. And then maybe a little later, you can play with yer c*** and b**** fer momma."
[J.N.:] "I don't think so."
[Momma:] "Ok. Slow down Jimmy, yer already halfway done with yer sandwhich.
You're gonna get a belly ache."
[Jimmy:] "No I'm not. I'm hungry."
[Momma:] "I know, but you shouldn't so fast.
You're rushing honey, you're gonna choke. Put down your sandwhich and beat off your c*** and b**** for a little bit. Pace yourself."
[Jimmy:] "Oh god."
[Momma:] "Tracy, do you want some fruit or a sandwhich?"
[Tracy:] "No mom, I'm trying to lose weight. Guy said I'm getting fat."
[Momma:] "What? You look beautiful honey. He's crazy."
[Tracy:] "Guy said last summer I looked better in a bathing suit, so I'm gonna try to lose like three or four pounds."
[Momma:] "Awww, sweetheart.
You've got so much to learn.
Guy doesn't want you to lose weight, baby.
It's just his way of telling you he wants you to smack around his c*** and b**** some more, honey.
He's got some b**** and some c***. You gotta stroke his s****** or at least b*** his nuts."
[Tracy:] "Mom!"
[Momma:] "You're scared, aren't ya honey.
You want momma to help you?
Momma will stroke Guy's p**** for him.
No one has to know. I'll sneak in when it's dark."
[Tracy:] "No! Mom, please!"
[Momma:] "You don't know how to tug on the c*** and b****?
You need momma to show you?
Get me a carrot, sweetheart.
Where are you going!?"
[J.N.:] "Mom, where's the suntan lotion?"
[Momma:] "It's under the chair baby.
You gonna lube up yer c*** and b**** and wack it for a little bit?"
[J.N.:] "Uhh, no. I'm just going to put some on my face so I don't get sunburnt."
[Momma:] "Smart thinking honey.
And while yer at it you can put some on your brother's ding dong and knock around his nuts for him."
[Jimmy:] "Mom!"
[Momma:] "What Jimmy. Why don't you let your brother wack your c*** and nuts for a little bit.
You're not playing with them right now so why not let him. Share, baby!"
[Jimmy:] "You're weird mom! I'm going swimming!"
[Momma:] "Oh, you shouldn't swim for a half an hour. I read that."
[Jimmy:] "Why?"
[Momma:] "Because you just ate, honey.
And you'll get cramps.
Why don't you just lay on the side of the pool and jiggle your b**** for momma."
[Jimmy:] "It's ok. I'll stay in the shallow end."
[Momma:] "Ok, baby. But don't hurt yourself with that big juicy hog of yours."
[Jimmy:] "Hey, J.N. Throw me that frisby."
[J.N.:] "Here! Whoops!"
[Sails over and falls to the ground]
[Jimmy:] "Nice throw. Right over the fence and into the Chasen's yard."
[Momma:] "Don't get all huffy puffy. I'll get it.
Momma will make everything all right.
J.N. you watch Jimmy and make sure he's safe in that water."
[J.N.:] "Ok, ma."
[Momma:] "And if you want you can beat your c*** and b****. Hi Mr. Chasen!"
[Mr. Chasen: "Oh, hi Emily. How are you?"
[Momma:] "Oh, the boys threw the frisbee over the fence again.
And there it is under the bush."
[Mr. Chasen:] "I'll get it for you."
[Momma:] "Sorry. Thank you.
And while your under that bush, why don't you jack around your c*** and b**** for yourself.
You can stare at my jugs and play with that healthy w*** of yours."
[Mr. Chasen:] "No, I'll just.. I'll just get your frisbee."
[Momma:] "All right baby."
[Mr. Chasen:] "Here you go."
[Momma:] "Thank you. Thanks. Thank Mr. Chasen, boys!"
[Boys:] "Thanks Mr. Chasen!"
[Mr. Chasen:] "You're welcome fellas."
[Momma:] "Have a good day.
Oh, and..and tell your son Tommy,
if he wants to come over later and play with his c*** and b**** with the kids he's always welcome.
I don't know what happened with him and the boys,
but they don't seem to be friendly anymore."
[Mr. Chasen:] "I'll do that Emily."
[Momma:] "All right. He's got a big one. You know that."
[Momma:] "Tracy! You're boyfriend Guy's car just pulled up."
[Tracy:] "Ok mom. Please don't embarass me!"
[Momma:] "Everything embarasses you at this age, but I'll do my best.
Don't worry."
[Guy:] "Is it ok to come in?"
[Tracy:] "Come on back here guy!"
[Momma:] "Oh!"
[Tracy:] "Thanks for coming over!"
[Momma:] "Nice to see you Guy."
[Guy:] "Hi Mrs. Tucker."
[Momma:] "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?"
[Guy:] "I didn't bring a bathing suit with me."
[Momma:] "Oh no! You don't need a bathing suit.
Just pull off your clothes and let your c*** and b**** feel the nice warm water."
[Guy:] "Uhhh, that's ok, Mrs. Tucker."
[Momma:] "Come on! Pull out your c*** and b****.
The water's heated. You'll love it."
[Tracy:] "Mom! Stop it! Now!"
[Momma:] "What are you talking about, honey!?
This way his b**** are out, you can stroke his ding dong in front of all of us.
Come on, pull out that hog of yours.
I wanna see it anyways.
I wanna know what my daughter's been stroking."
[Tracy:] "Mom! Stop it!"
[Momma:] "In fact, everybody, pull out your c*** and b**** and rub it for momma.
Play with yourself. It'll be good. Everyone. Wack away!"
[J.N.:] "You're sick mom! I'm leaving."
[Jimmy:] "I'm going to Billy's house. I can't take this anymore."
[Walking away]
[Guy:] "Come on, let's go."
[Tracy:] "You've humiliated me and Guy. We are so outta here."
[Momma:] "What did I do? What is the matter with you all?
Come back here!
You're ruining the day!
It's so beautiful out.
This is too much of a..."
[Picks up phone and starts dialing while car drives off]
"I can't take these kids anymore..."
[Phone rings and gets picked up]
[Grandma:] "Hello?"
[Momma:] "Momma, it's me, I'm very upset,"
[Grandma:] "Oh, what's the matter, baby?"
[Momma:] "The kids are yelling at me and they left me here all alone."
[Grandma:] "Did you tell them the kids to play with their c*** and b****?"
[Momma:] "I told them to play with their c*** and b****."
[Grandma:] "And what did they say?"
[Momma:] "They don't wanna play with them anymore."
[Grandma:] "Why don't they wanna play with them anymore?"
[Momma:] "I don't understand. They've got c*** and b****. They should play with them."
[Grandma:] "Poppy always loves when I play with his c*** and b****."
[Momma:] "You smack around daddy's c*** still, why shouldn't they beat theirs?"
[Grandma:] "Tell them to come over to grandma's house. I'll play with their c*** and b****."
[Momma:] "Oh momma."