don't mess with the Baby, when he's had too much milk

Baby R just flipped over their lunch table like something out of RoadHouse.

It went something like this:



Except instead beer, it was ketchup and milk flying everywhere. Baby R would be the guy with the mullet and the gold earring, and I guess Kid C and I would be those fat guys in red.

No wait, I'm the guy with gun at the end. And by "gun", I mean "SteamVac."