"My gender is whatever makes the joke funnier."
- Papa Emeritus III

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"My gender is whatever makes the joke funnier."
- Papa Emeritus III
Dewdrop: WHAT ARE YOUR ADJECTIVES?
Copia: You mean my pronouns?
Dewdrop: NO I ALREADY KNOW YOUR PRONOUNS WHAT ARE YOUR ADJECTIVES?
Copia: I don't know...what are yours?
Dewdrop: NOISY AND CHAOTIC!!!
Copia: I've never had something go from making no sense to making complete sense so fast.
Papa III: “Are you amab or afab?” Why? You trying to figure out what type of holes I got? You trying to bang?
Papa II: I wish my brother would stop saying things like this! Nobody wants you!
Young Papa III: Fratello! Fratello!
Papa I: What is it?
Young Papa III: There's a monster under my bed and it's really ugly.
Young Papa II, on the bottom bunk: Fuck you.
[texting]
Dewdrop: DRANK SOME STUFF.
Copia: What stuff?
Dewdrop: DUNNO. BLUE SILVER STUFF. ANGRY COW.
Copia: Red Bull?
Dewdrop: PROBABLY. BRAIN FEELS ALL ELECTRICKY.
Copia: Lie down.
Dewdrop: BEEN BURYING STUFF.
Copia: WHAT STUFF?
Dewdrop: MICROWAVE N SHIT
Papa III: I don't think we can mansplain, manipulate or malewife our way out of it this time.
Papa II: Manslaughter it is, then.
Papa I, to little Terzo: Listen to me. Gender is a construct, society is a construct, money is a construct. But bedtime is very, very real.
Sister Imperator: If you care about your brother, you'll get in this car. Papa Emeritus II: Which brother? Sister Imperator: Papa Emeritus III. Papa Emeritus II: [walks away slowly]