Aunt Tara (as Tucker is swinging from the ropes that are holding the livestock tent up): "Tucker, what's between your ears"
Tucker: "My nose!"
*Aunt's edit (I expected the answer to be be "my brain" so I could tell him to use it and quit swinging like a monkey from the ropes that were keeping the tent from coming down)*
Seriously, how could I be expected to keep a straight face after that...
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I'm glad that a handsome young man was there to keep you under control in my absence.
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