Freaky Friday Page #3

Your mom would kill you.

So dead and so grounded.

No, I get it.

Moms and motorcycles.

Yeah.

So, see you around.

Anna.

So, listen.

You like The Hives?

They're awesome.

Well, look,

I've got this import.

I was thinking if you wanted,

we could check it out.

Coleman.

One second.

If I were you, I would be

thinking less about boys

and a little more about

your honors qualifying exam.

I'm ready for the test,

Mr. Bates.

"Prepared" is to "you"

as "not" is to "test."

What does that mean?

Exactly.

[Engine revving]

[Tapping]

What are you doing?

Get out of my room!

Help me!

Mommy!

Stop! Anna!

Sing it on the second verse.

There she is.

Hey!

What happened?

Nothing.

Just taking care of my brother.

Thank you.

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.

Come here.

Oh, sweetheart.

All right. Ready?

I'm gonna give you three.

No. Ready?

One, two, three.

Oh, honey, go back inside.

I'll be right there.

Anna!

Hold still, honey, hold still.

I promise there will be

serious consequences for her.

Hey, Tessie!

Hey, Dad, you're early!

- What?

- You're early!

I can't...

You're early.

Hold on.

I need my glasses.

Grandpa!

Hey, monkey!

Hey, hey, hey. Hey.

What is this?

One of them thongs?

I don't want to know.

What's up?

What's up?

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