So, is it going to be “heaven help the sister that gets between me and my mister,” or “heaven help the mister that gets between me and my sister….”
Or, is there really a Jake Cates who is a brother to Jack Cates?
Share and share alike?
Didn’t that line star a small riot in a bar in “In Harm’s Way”?
Yes, I think that was said to Kirk Douglas’s character regarding his rather randy wife.
Gentleman Jack … Jack’s in Black … Jack The Ripper …
Sibling rivalry … somebody’s bound to get ripped.
It’s Texas … and it won’t be pretty.
Love the look on the little one’s face, taking pointers…
Did I miss something or do we have sisters sharing the same happy heaving pepperoni?
Kiko’s not exactly sharing, Mari’s just taking a “tax.’
A “tumescence tax?” 10% of the “little guy?”
Surprised all the “dawgs” haven’t vapor locked from the overload of pheromones.
Oh no! Now that’s a slip up! Fireworks to ensue….
A trip is just a trip, a smile is just a smile…
It’s still the same old story, of love and fame and glory…
As time goes by….
(They’ll always have Paris. Paris, Texas, that is.)
Samuel is taking pointers.
Sam’s face is clouded with a mother’s suspicion and concern.
But the look on Mia’s face…wisdom and foreboding?
Probably the same look Merlin had telling King Arthur NOT to marry Guinevere.
A Jack and four Queens; Three of a kind watching a pair 😉
Run for the border Jack.
Time to plan a wedding and nail down SOMEONE’S relationship!
Do they make body armor plates for family jewels protection…
Bet Jack is thinkin’ “TWINS!!”
I had exactly the same thought… and I figured Zed would not approve…
He’s been thinkin’ that since his first toolshed rendezvous…and now double the fun. And the pain.
The look on Sam’s face is, “Your sister’s not dumb enough to believe that one, and neither is your father. You two mind stepping further away from the house before Hellfire walks out the door and Damnation gets home?”
Mia is plainly thinking, “I wonder if this ends as badly in Texas as it does in Afghanistan.”
Ah yout… And the DoubleMint Twins and a case of 90 weight gear oil.
There is something ineffably sweet about Chris’s chronicle of the turning of the generational wheel. Kids are born, they’re small, they learn from their parents, they grow, and grow, and then they become grown themselves as they begin to assume adulthood. It’s very nice, congenial and refreshing to watch this tale of normal, healthy young people develop into normal adults without the degeneracy and degradation that Hollywood and the rest of our culture pushes upon us. Thank you, Chris.
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