Donna swing-leans in the door of the nursery, where John is attempting to get Robert to keep his damn pants on. "Aw, look at that, he's taking after his daddies already."
"You aren't very nice," John informs her, without looking up. "Mommy isn't very nice, is she? No, she's not"My heart bleeds. Hey, I'm going out
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