This is some wisdom from Miah, he's no Finn or Reid, but he cracks my shit up on a regular basis. It's what keeps our marriage going strong...that and his rockin body...and alcohol.



At the Legoland water park, floating down the lazy river:




Miah: What's with all the "rules" at this water park? You have to sit a certain way in the tubes? There weren't rules like this at the water parks I went to as a kid.

Me: I am sure there are now. If they're in CA. You might be able to go to West Virgina, or Kentucky for some lawless water park fun.

Miah: Can you fuck your sister there?

Me: Yeah, I don't see why...wait, at the water park?

Miah: Yeah.

Me:  I mean, sure, I guess, maybe it depends on the county?

Miah: But no brother on brother?

Me: Of course not! Not in the Bible Belt! Sheese.

Wipe my ass

Finn: Can I help you with your Star Wars Legos?

 Reid: If you wipe my butt every time I have diarrhea for the rest of my life?

Finn: hummmmmm, okay! I am in, wets do it.

Finn: Are we high up?

Miah: No, we're at sea level, we're pretty low. You could say, we're in "limbo".

Finn: What's a limo?

Miah: A long shiny black car.

Finn: So we're in a long shiny black car?

 Miah: yep.