Cavemom to Caveson. Your
father and I were talking and
You can't live here like this.
CAVESON 
Say What?
CAVEMOM - You need to get
a life. You need to move back with
your wife or get your own place and
you have to get a job. You can't lounge
around all day with your friends.
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CAVESONS THOUGHT BUBBLE
I guess it's time
to climb out
Catch my breath
and dry out
Maybe live again
No more cease fires
No timeouts left
No rounds to fight
No innings to play
Game's over
Meanwhile Cavedad is still on his fishing trip
Leaving Cavemom to deal with Caveson
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