Bill loves to try and get a rise out of Sam. I'm not sure why. Probably it's because they are two of a kind.
Bill said something to Sam last night that irritated Sam. Sam snapped at him, "Dad, I am so distracted!" We are pretty sure Sam meant to say 'disgusted'.
This morning, Bill caught Sam jumping on the couch. We have ongoing problems with the boys using our furniture as gym equipment. Bill told Sam to climb down and Sam replied, "But Dad, when I'm up here, I'm 16 feet high!" Bill looked out the window, calculated the distance to the ground below and determined that Sam was exactly right.
See why I think they are two of a kind?
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