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Jason: what's Uncle Bob doing sleeping in my office?
Maggie: oh, he and Mike played poker last night, Mike won his room back
Jason: really? I'm glad to see Mike getting the upper hand for a change
Maggie: me too, too bad he lost your car
Jason: maybe Uncle Bod wouldn't mind giving a lift to the store later
Mike: where is Uncle Bob
Maggie: still asleep, I guess
Mike: he is not up yet, thank you god
Mike: dad, can I borrow some of your shaving cream
Jason: I'd give it a while
Mike: come on, Mom, I would never get another chance like this again, he's sprayed me four mornings in a row
Maggie: four mornings in a row? take no prisoners
Mike: yes sir
Jason: you're bad
Maggie: always support the home team
Carol: Ben and I have 10 bucks saying Uncle Bob beats Mike in the Limbo contest
Ben: want a piece of the action
Maggie: you two ought to be ashamed of ourselves betting against your own brother
Carol: but it's Mike's idea, he said he'd cover any bet against him
Ben: and he's giving 3 to 1 odds
Jason: 3 to 1, whoa~
Maggie: Jason
Jason: I'm just scratching
Jason: Mike?
Mike: he is dead
Maggie: for those of you that cried in the funeral, I just wanna say there is nothing to be ashamed of
Jason: thank you, Maggie
Maggie: well, are we all ready?
Carol: This feels kind of strange
Maggie: It won't after we get started, Uncle Bob called this remembering session, when someone in my family passed on, and Uncle Bob would lead us all in sharing fun memory with that person
Jason: he would lovingly refer to as the dearly defunct
Maggie: who wants to talk
Maggie: ok, then, I will, when I was a girl, I wanted to be a dancer, and do you know why?
Ben: why?
Maggie: Uncle Bob took me to my very first ballet, and I remember he said they walk around on their toes, they do flapping things with their arms, and it doesn't make any sense, but it's pretty, ain't it