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Hay, thanks for doing the laundry, Logan.

You're really good at this.

I can see why you rushed outside, though. Frida's breasts aren't going to clap themselves.

Splendid. I'm not late for the after party where we stand and stare at the siding.

I've also managed not to miss whatever this new custom is.

"You're late, Suri!" comes the muffled cry from behind the door.

Suri, where are you rushing off to all dolled up and crap?

Ooh, France. That's right, you have a painting to deliver!

I'd keep that thought to yourself until after you get paid, darlin'.

Whilst Suri is occupied, Logan pays Ms. Chase a visit.

She just happens to live with Travis ...

...and the Afro Boy family. Good to see you're still outside of the derelict car, Mrs. Afro Boy.

Don't mind Super Afro Boy, guys. He's just all dressed up for laundry day.

Well. That's not a mixed signal, Logan. Also, hi Darryl - the Dutch would call this "lastig". Because it is.

Exactly how much laundry does this household do?

Oh jeez. She's married to Darryl. Way to commit the robbery twice on the poor guy, Logan.

So. How do you feel about this, Darryl?

That's about right.

This fits, as well.

Can't quite work out what's happening here. Does she have a switch back there?

We've got a bona fide friend-fest happening back there.

I see where this is going. I'll meetcha back at home, Logan. Have fun storming the castle.

Aha. You're back, and looking downright chuffed. Wait, where have I seen this before?

Twinsies!

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I've noticed a new development in the Rosenzweig household ...

Other than Logan trying to begin every conversation by standing close enough to nearly be behind the person...

Suri and Logan's relationship appears a bit strained.

I mean, honestly. Who takes a call when Logan's trying to press all up against you in a bathroom? It's just not logical.

For reasons I'm still trying to work out, Darryl has invited the entire household to his home for a pool party.

This family can cluster like it's their raison d'être.

Hey, Robert Wilson. Let's talk about that shirt.

I'm starting to suspect it's why you might have super powers of conjuring bread and jam.

Stanley's having a birthday party! Let's clump together on the front steps!

Hey! She made it out of the car!

And she's gotten married to Super Afro Boy! They look so happy.

She made it about 5 minutes inside. I think she misses the sweet caress of her car.

This is the best way to kick off a celebration of life. This party has everything ...

Gossip.

Martial Arts.

This bit of wackiness between family members.

Grim determination to not have a good time.

A critic in a vintage powder blue suit.

Interpretive dance.

Magic cake! Old man sweaters!

Logan flirting as though the world will end tomorrow.

Rejected affections!

and finally, an after-party complete with the abyss looking into you!

When's the next party, is what I want to know.

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Hey, I didn't see Notzo Curious walk in. Guess the party's starting.
And he's grumpily delivering hot dogs. This is going to be a great celebration.

Everyone seems to be in a huge rush to get the party started. They must have heard about the nitrate platter.

Super Afro Boy is a little more chill with his entrance. He's decided waffles = rager.
No one ever brings vodka.

I see the King is in a party frame of mind.
Although, I'm not sure if I approve of little miss uninvited guest trying to canoodle with weird guy.

Ooh, where ya running to, Super Afro Boy?

Well that's ... probably creepy.

This ... is a lot to take in.

Welp, we've lost Super Afro Boy. He'd rather talk to Poppy in the foyer.
However, she's definitely shooting him the "whatever you say, mister." eyeball.

King Travis finds this scene so unwholesome that he's been driven to literature.

I don't think His Highness understands how books work, though.

Where is everybody else?

Found Stanley. He's guarding the hot cocoa.

Frida's cracked. Maybe it's because she's been pregnant for a million years, without
actually getting bigger or giving birth. What's the deal with this chick.

Here we see one of Logan's favorite activities - tuning out the shrieks of some crazy lady in favor of sports.

Gah. This pool thing has spread to outsiders now. Yet nobody swims in it!

Hrm. I wonder why Suri's glowering at an angle.

Aha. Logan, you should know that you're not allowed to talk to other women.

Looks like this party is over. Everybody out!

Well, that wasn't too difficult to resol - good lord, not the pool again!

You really better be walking to that pool, or I'll be forced to do something drastic.

Chess, huh? Did not see that one coming.

Fuck me. Yes, pool.

Dammit! I'm going to see what's up inside the house.

Um, no ... I suppose I haven't ever seen a pregnant woman in lingerie eating a hot fucking dog.

I'm leaving, before you unhinge your jaw.

Oh dear. What's happening now.

Here we see Logan doing his best "chill, woman!" pose.

Now we have the crouching Rachel, devious Logan thing going on.
I wonder what his plan is.

Sleeping in her bed before she can get to it? Unorthodox. It could work.
But you'll have to get right back up, unfortunately.

It was probably that hot fucking dog.

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