woah! stop the train.

tonight my daddy planned on taking his loooovely daughters

to a movie .

we were going to see unstoppable.  

he was excited to see denzel

who he repeatedly called "bootylicious."

i was excited to see chris pine

i mean hellloooo.

turns out the theatre was having "projection problems"

so we had to ditch it and leave a curse on the theatre.

khyrie suggested burlesque

and it was quickly shot down.

brissa: i would rather not see the world's biggest slute {pronounced sloot}.

papa: you mean cher?

brissa: no, christina.

ashley: wait, don't you mean cher {pronounced chair}?

papa: no ashley, it's "sh-air".

ashley: but look how it's spelled! ch is hard!

brissa: yeah but it's french

khyrie: ashley, how do you say c-h-e-e-s-e? it's "sh-ehz" not "cheese."

ashley:  but that doesn't make sense. 

brissa:  that's because it's french.

ashley:  those french are weird.

brissa:  how long did it take you to figure that out?

i.love.my.family.