They were supposed to be cleaning their room. When I got home, instead I found them playing video games on the couch with their friend Angus.
Mom: "Boys! I told you to clean your room today, and here it is, 6:00, and your room is still a mess!"
Quinn: "Well, Mom, it's like this. Life is short. And I stopped to ask myself...'in fifty years, what am I going to remember more? Cleaning my room? Or spending time with good friends?"
Dang kid.
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