Scene: We (all 5) are driving in the Suburban from Newport Beach to Valencia (about 1 1/2 hour trip) and it's about 8:30pm so it's dark. Tyler is in the way back doing homework and Justin and Bryce are in the 2nd seat, sleeping. Jeff and I are discussing the fact that he has a business trip that overlaps with a trip I'd been planning to take to Utah. We are wondering whether Justin can handle home & brothers during that time. At this point, we hear a deep groan from the back seat.Bryce: Don't leave me with those buffoons! Please! Really, they're imbeciles!!
Should I feel disheartened that he feels that way about his brothers or proud because he can insult them so articulately?
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