“Yep. I need to go see if your daughter is still in one piece after three days with the little munchkins.” “Cap, you think Ash can handle being with two little kids?” Rusty asked. “If so, maybe I should wife her up.” “Rusty, if you don’t stop hitting on my daughters, I swear to God, I will make you run drills out in the heat until your balls shrivel up into little raisins.”
