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All right.
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And what's in your mouth?
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- Sour ball. - Give it to me, please.
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Genet, I'm a grown man. I can have a sour ball.
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You asked me to help you stop eating candy.
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- It's just one sour ball. - Spit it out.
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- I can't. - Why not?
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It's a mini 3 musketeers.
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There he is!
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There's my son,
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until we get the results of the paternity test back.
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I love him!