CASE: Low blow man—low blow

HANK: They didn’t burn the sauce right?

SORREN: We didn’t fucking burn the sauce

OTTO: (gif of guy laughing)

CASE: (gif of guy looking scared)

WAYLON: (gif of guy snickering)

HANK: Act like my sister doesn’t burn water

OTTO: That’s true. Girl is a baking genius but damn she cannot cook

CASE: Also do you think she’s punking us not having any food in the house?

CASE: Like she actually has it hidden behind a secret wall so we don’t eat her stuff

OTTO: That’s ridiculous

WAYLON: Definitely—we just raid Hank’s fridge

HANK: You could return the fucking Tupperware once and a while

OTTO: …

CASE: …

SORREN: I got nothing for this one

WAYLON: Seriously man…

HANK: (gif of guy banging his head against the table)

HANK: Return the damn containers

OTTO: Yes dad!

HANK: I hate all of you

SORREN: Hey that’s my line

“Awfully popular over there.”Rhea says, her voice a sassy southern drawl.

“Your brothers are mad they weren’t invited to dinner.” I pause and then add, “And Hank is pissed no one returns his Tupperware.”

Her eyes widen to comic proportions because she too is guilty of hoarding the containers.

“I’ll drop them off tomorrow,” she says as she looks around the kitchen.

“I’m sure he’ll appreciate that.” I can’t hide my amusement, and she huffs and throws the dishtowel at me.

And just like that, everything is right in our world again.

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