Bran: I got this joke for ya.

Fea: Ok...

Bran: Ok, this guy goes and applies for this job on a fishin' boat. He doesn't know what the job is for. Most of all, he could careless...He just needs the money. So the main guy that runs the boat tells him "ok, you got the job!" The guy goes "Oh great....Btw, what will I be doing?" The main guy goes "Well, you'll be baiting our hooks. When you get really good at that then we'll promote you up." The guy goes "WOW! That's great! What will my job title be?" The main guy say's "Private bait." The guy kind-of laughs and say's "Private bait? What will I be called when I get promoted?" The main guy goes "Master bait!"

Fea: *burst's out laughing" Crash, bang, pop!

Bran: *laughing* What the heck was that?

Fea: *dying from laughing* I fell off my bed, hit the computer, and landed on my gun!

Bran: *cracks up laughing* Unfortunetly, it didn't go off!

Fea: HAHAHAHA! That was mean........but freakin' funny!

****10 minutes later****

Fea: Private bait...HA!

Bran: Hey, I'll be the master bait, and you can be the private!

Fea: *laughing* OMG! That was great!

Bran: My cousin entered into this week long fishing contest. I told him that I would come along, and help him out. He said "I don't know what you'll find to do." I said "I'll be your master bait!"

FEA: OH MY GOD! Where do you come up with this stuff?

Bran: This is what happen's to you, when you watch Ryan Dunn, and Bam to much!

Fea: I'm crying!

Bran: I think I peed alittle...

Crash, bang, boom, pop

Bran: What the heck?

Fea: *burts out laughing* I fell off the bed again!

**A good 5 minutes of nothing but laughter**

Fea: My daddy said that we are worst than boys at our age!

Bran: I know, and isn't that sad?

Fea: Only we could keep a pathetic joke like that going...

Bran: And make funnier jokes to go with it...

Fea: And they say we're dumb

Bran: We are, felicia, we are!

Fea: Shhh! I'm trying to have a moment here you biscuit without the pooh!

Bran: Oh, I'm sorry...Carry on with your moment.........*laughs*

Fea: NEVERMIND! Your stupiii, uh, stupieddd, WAIT no....S-T-U-P-I-D-NESS done ruined it...

Bran: I still think your a dog butt, WITH the pooh!

Fea: Actually, that would explain the stink I've been smelling!

Bran: No, actually...What would explain that, is the bonfire on your head!

Fea: SHUT IT! NOT FUNNY ANYMORE!

Bran: Sure it is..........to me!

We are the kid's that our parent's warned us about...