OND:
Dad: We wrestle with the demons, son. What were you thinking?!
Caleb: Oh, I thought you had something else in mind.
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Dad: "On second thought, Caleb, I'll wrestle with your sister another time. I am reminded of what "Mother" (not your real mother, your mother that is in reality seven fathers in Brooklyn) has said about "two witnesses", so let's keep today's "wrestling" to just you and me. How does that sound, champ?"
Caleb: "Since you've become an elder, Dad, you sure are knowledgable about WT rules and policies."
Dad: "CYA, son...CYA. Now go get the baby oil".