Mom, Dad, and I went to our friends Kelly and Tim's house for a cook out on Friday night. The plan was to cook the fish that Daddy and his friends caught on their fishing trip.
I had to explain to Daddy how to properly cook fish. "See Daddy, what you need to do is marinate it in milk. Everything tastes better with milk."
Daddy didn't buy it, so I decided to go hang out with Mom.
Just hanging with the guys while the fish cooks. Hey, what's that stuff in the brown bottles. Why don't I have one?
Before we ate Brian showed up and informed everyone that eating more than one fish a year from Lake Michigan is not advised. Mom decided to abstain completely (for my sake)...so much for the fish fry. Thanks Brian.
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