Shucks: Dude. WTH?
Me: What?
Shucks: :::Super Death Bark:::
Me: Hey...it's the middle of the night. You're going to wake up the kids.
Shucks: Get in here.
Me: No, I'm chillin.
Shucks: :::Super Death Bark::::
Me: SHUTUP!
Shucks: Not unless you come in here right now.
Me: You come in here.
Shucks: I'm serious. There are aliens in the kitchen and if you don't get in here and help me, we're going to have a first-class invasion on our hands.
Me: Aliens?
Shucks: You're a mother. Don't you even care about your children? Their lives are at stake! Get in here now!
Me: :::sigh::: :::walks into the kitchen:::
Shucks: See?
Me: No.
Shucks: Look. Up on that table.
Me: This table? With a microwave and a coffee pot?
Shucks: Micro...what? That is an alien.
Me: Uh, no. That is a microwave.
Shucks: :::Super Death Bark:::
Me: STOP! It's a microwave, and you've never been bothered by it before. What is your problem?
Shucks: The eyes! The eyes! I can't look away! Run, save yourself....I'm a goner.
Me: Dude, snap out of it. It doesn't have eyes.
Shucks: Yes it does....don't you see? Those eyes.....so red.....We're all gonna DIIIIIIE!
Me: Those aren't eyes. Those are little lights because someone didn't clear the time left. :::hits the clear button:::
Shucks: Oh, ok. Sweet. :::runs into Dalton's room to bury a hamburger bun in the laundry basket::::
