Twins are thirteen.

Sandy and Nicky: *Arguing.*

Ellie: That's it. Your father and I have had enough. *Walks out and walks back in holding a shirt. Proceeds to put her kids in it.* There we go. That's the 'get along' shirt.

Nicky: It's itchy. I don't like it.

Mark: Too bad. You know, it really helped your mother and I when we would argue. You two were conceived in that shirt.

Twins: DAD YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US!

Written on June 9th 2022.