|Gives us all something to shoot for... hopefully without a conviction.|
Is there anything you'd ever do that would raise the ire of Gomez and Morticia?
You: Dad, I broke another window.
Gomez: Excellent! Was there blood?
You: Mom, I spilled toys all down the stairs again.
Morticia: That's nice, dear. Hopefully someone took a nasty tumble.
You: Dad, I crashed the car again.
Gomez: Fantastic! Any survivors?
You: Afraid not.
You: Dad, I'm thinking of becoming an accountant.
Gomez: My God! What have I done to deserve this?