Francis Cash #29

Ethan: How are you feeling today boys? You want to do stuff today or just be lazy?
Francis: I’m feeling kind of snackish…maybe the porch.
Ethan: The other day I asked you and you didn’t want to do ANYTHING.
Francis: Well you always want to go cave diving or bike jumping or book stores! Climb mountainy mountains!
Ethan: I asked if you wanted to go to the park…
Francis: Oh…wheely? Wows…I don’t ‘member that…

Francis Cash #28

Francis: This builds poetry? Where’s the wordy words?

Francis Cash #26

Francis: (thinking hard about snax)

Francis Cash #25

Francis: Hey, hey, hey, Wake up, did you hear the winds?
Ethan: What? Get your paw off my nose.
Francis: what if the powers go out?
Ethan: They won’t.
Francis: What if we run out of snax?
Ethan: we won’t.
Francis: what if it’s aliens?
Ethan: it’s not.
Francis: aren’t you scared?
Ethan: whatever will be will be.
Francis: what about tomorrows?
Ethan: the future is not ours to see.
Francis: ….
Francis: will you sing to me?
Ethan: No.

Francis Cash #24

Francis: Waiter, Scritch my foreheads. Do we have a menu for snax?

Francis Cash #23

Francis: Uh ohs, it’s time for some snackeroones. Hey pops, What about some ham-burglars
Ethan: You, you mean burgers?
Francis: Yeahs burglars
Ethan: (gets buns, singing)
Turkey, lobster, sweet potato pie.
Pancakes piled up ’till they reach the sky.
Francis: (singing) Wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak
Ethan: bun down!
Francis: ….
Simon: ….
Ethan: Then patty, followed by ketchup, mustard, pickles, extra onions, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes, and bun, in that order!

Francis Cash #22

Francis: Look at you, floof. No one’s got you like you do. You’re no pattern or repeat. Look at this fluff…(scratches belly) eat the snax, you’re worth it.

Ethan: uhm France? You ok?
France: I’m just fluffing myself up.
Ethan: well, uhm, I’m going to bed…good night I guess .