Mom: So, how many girlfiends are you going to have when you grow up Reed?
Reed: Twelve.
Dad: In succession or simultaneously? (my query was ignored)
Mechelle: Who are you going to marry.
Reed: I am going to marry Mom.
Dad: Mom?! What about me --I already married Mom?
Reed: Well, you'll get old and die.
--TB
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