Bruiser’s Son #1: Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

Bruiser’s Son #2: Daddy! Daddy!

Bruiser’s Daughter #3: PAPA!

Bruiser’s Wife: He’s in the bathroom, kids. Wait until he comes out.

*Bruiser’s ten kids run upstairs to the bathroom door where Bruiser is*

Bruiser’s Daughter #5: DADDY! Come on out, you gotta see this!

Bruiser: Just give me a minute. I’ll be out in a sec.

Bruiser’s Daughter #5: Oooooooookay.

Bruiser: *flushes toilet as he comes out* Alrighty. So, what is it y’all want me to see?

Bruiser’s Daughter #2: *holds her nose* Daddy, you stinky!

Bruiser’s Son #2: What did he eat, though?

Bruiser’s Daughter #5: Daddy, come on! We gotta show you something!

Bruiser: Alright. Lead the way.

*Bruiser and the kids went downstairs and to the computer as the kids show Bruiser a pic of himself*

Bruiser: *sees pic* What’s this?

Bruiser’s Daughter #3: It’s a pic of you, papa!

Bruiser’s Daughter #5: When I saw this, I said, “that looks just like our daddy.”

Bruiser’s Daughter #4: And I respond to saying, “that’s because it IS our father.”

Bruiser: Hehe. Well, ain’t this a surprise?

Bruiser’s Son #1: Isn’t it awesome?!

Bruiser: Hehehe. Sure is. I kinda like it. Compliments to the artist.

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