While Austin & I were out on our walk, car zipped pasted and honked at us. We both jumped, then as the car continued past, we realized it was my sister’s car. My sister is 57.
Austin: Your sister scared me.
Me: She did fly up through there pretty fast.
Austin, singing: It’s the little old lady from Pasadena.
Me: You sing that to my sister and she’ll drop you on your ass.
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