(thomas and his creepy-style hand.)
Just your average dinner conversation:
Mom: We're all going to drive Danny to the airport tonight. That way we can spend as much time with him as possible before he leaves.
Stacy: Hmm, sometimes I wish we could make it so that instead of having benches in the van, the seats would just line all the walls so we could face each other in a big circle when we drive...but then it would seem like some Amish van or something and that would be weird.
Mom: So tell me, how many Amish vans have you seen in your lifetime?
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