Scene: Thanksgiving Day. The appetizers are out. The grandparents, aunts, uncles all are present. The boss and his wife are walking up the sidewalk ready to join the party. The little ones are napping. Or are they?
Mom: It sounds like the twins are having WAY too much fun up there. I'll go up and see if I can settle them down and tuck them into bed.
Dad: That sounds like a great idea. They really need a nap.
Mom walks up the stairs to the children's bedroom and slowly opens the door only to discover quite a mess.
Twin A: Hi, Mom
Twin B: Mommy, I has poop in mine pants. And on a floor.
Mom: On the floor, buddy? Yuck. You know where to put your poop, right?
Twin B: Yes. On a potty.
Mom: Right. Looks around room. Notices poop on walls. Buddy, you didn't TOUCH the poop, did you?
Twin B: Yes! I THROWING AND THROWING the poop!
As curtain falls, Mom tries to look stern, but turns toward audience and chuckles.