Neal and I had been picking on eachother and it had degraded into
putting down eachother's speach... he said something about me speaking
like an idiot, and I said something to the effect of he should have no
problem understanding me then, and I forget his retort, and then I
said something to the fact that his speech was below that of an
idiot....
Lola comes in and says "Dad's not an idiot. even if he speaks like one"
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