Lolly: Wait a second, Mommy. That thing in the pool, that thing I've been dragging around in my mouth looks an awful lot like a Bra Baby. It was too confusing for you, you say? So you just gave your son and your dog a bra contraption to play with?
Mommy: You lick your crotch.
Lolly: Touche, Mommy. Touche.
Lolly: Dude. You're my big brother. Can you at least close your mouth?