I mean, as much as I admire Brad's ongoing attempts to incorporate the current lexicon into his horribly outdated "comic", I have to wonder just how deep the dementia has gotten to produce something as peurile as this.
Even Bil Keane would attribute such an observation strictly to the kids rather than the dad.
But then again, Phil is a muderous racist moron with the intellectual acumen of a polyp.
Also, I curse way too much. Fuck it.
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