Freaky Friday Page #14

Its own kind of cool,

new, little unit.

And that for someone

as special as Ryan,

that we would all

just make a little room.

Anna really wanted her mom

to know that.

Earthquake!

Yeah!

And I am so psyched to be here!

I guess all I'm trying to say

is, Ryan, welcome to our family.

To the bride and groom.

What the hell just happened?

Trust me,

you don't want to know.

Thank you for everything.

I love you.

I love you, too.

What?

Go.

Go.

Hi.

Listen, I feel really stupid.

You know, it's just

yesterday was freaky,

and, I mean, I see your mom,

and I like her.

I mean, not "like her" like her,

but, you know, I mean,

like her as your mom.

Listen, do you think we could

just rewind this whole thing

and start again?

I'd like that.

You know, I've been thinking

about that kiss.

Kiss?

Remind me again how I did it.

In front of your mom?

It's okay.

She owes me.

Hey, why don't you ask

that girl to dance?

No way!

- Come on, go on over there.

- Stop bugging me.

Boy, it's true.

Youth is wasted on the young.

You go ask her, you old fart.

Now, wait a minute!

Why, if I was your age, oh!

Cookie?

Well, why, yes,

I don't mind if I do.

Mama! What are you doing?

Mama!

Grandpa! Harry!

No!

Okay!

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