Thread:1033Forest/@comment-26521507-20181220152741/@comment-26521507-20181221162231

Lincoln: Sure, Lola. I'll come to your pageant. I just hope my bad luck doesn't make your hair go flat.

Lola: (Gasps and sprays Lincoln away) GET AWAY FROM ME!

(Lincoln is talking to Luan in her clown outfit)

Lincoln: I'd love to attend your performance. I'm just afraid my bad luck might cause a clown car collision.

Luan: (gasps) That would put a dent in things! (Laughs) Get it? But seriously, please don't come. It’s best if you fon’t.

(Lincoln leaves and is now talking to Lily)

Lincoln: Oh, Lily, I sure would like to come to your play date, but I'd hate for my bad luck to cause a boo-boo.