 Puff by day, snake by night | Mj's bestie | Always UP to Something...
How did his mother talk him into these things? She was always getting him to do this or that and if it wasn't her it was his sisters. All of them had him wrapped around their fingers, though Bart would never admit that to the public. He had gone soft as he grew up and he loved it and hated it all at the same time.
Now that he was here though, he knew his son would love all the fun there was and grandma would spoil him so much that the child would probably not sleep for a week. As they walked around checking things out he stopped in front of the dunk tank. Thankfully it wasn't his turn yet, but he did notice someone sitting on the hot seat and he smiled.
"Kevin thing my throwing skills are as good as my beating?" Paying for the three balls he took them in his hand. "Let's find out." He laughed before taking his first throw.
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