It's OK, jester, she's really the neighbor. I think. She does kinda look like me. No, she's the neighbor. I think her parents had me babysit about 10 years ago, and they never came back.
Jester, do I have to get the Hemp Soap again.. Hmm, young man. Jester: Mom, don't be a fuckin facist.... Mom gets the soap, he gives back some of the stash, Mom goes to weigh it, while keeping an eye on him........
Golden String: The Weird Uncle who looks like Jim Morrison and ONLY speaks in Jim Morrison Lyrics or poems......
I enter the room while everyone is confused and fighting and lift everyone's negative emotions by beginning to sing effervescing elephant by syd barrett... soon Im joined by everyone... and by the end of the song... we're all better people
i don't like this uncle. he gives me a weird vibe (but it's really just the fact that he's so jim morrison-y. yech)
Mom: I have to go to work Jester: MOM, you don't work (facist) Mom: I have to see someone....about something....Micha, dear, will you and Stoner Son watch the little ones, don't let them fall off the stairs.