Ben's bed was Febrezed by Jen.
So we made a sign for the girls.
We taped it to the extra mattress.
Super stealthily, we carry it to their room.
Easily in place...
Sprayed down with Febreze.
Secure at all hell.
Work of art.
Another shot.
And the punks rejoice.
The next morning...
The girls had class in 10 minutes.
Jill was laughing, Jen was laughing, Heather... not so much.
...And no, ladies and gentlemen, there is no duct tape that can hold David's weight.