*Daddy and Laura are on the 4 wheeler. At 9 at night. In November. Just browsin' through the trails.*
Laura: Daddy, I feel like singing a song. Wanna know what song?
Dad: What song?
Laura: Good Vibrations (anyone who's ever been on a 4wheeler would get this pun)
*later on, still on the 4 wheeler, discussing trees*
Daddy: Look at all the beach trees! They're nice and straight! Not growing 5 in one inch...
Laura: *observing trees*
Daddy: There's another one! Oh, and that one there, that could possibly be a son of a beach; seeded from one of the bigger trees.
We're so punny!
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