ms BoxJam: the trash is

full, and it's

not going to take

itself out...

BoxJam: I know! we can put

on a play and raise

money to get the trash

out! sure... we've got

the old barn... I'll write

some music... will you

star in it?

[[the family is in a barn, ms BoxJam is singing, BoxJam is playing the piano, a sign reads "quiet please! rehearsals"]

ms BoxJam singing: the trash will

go out...

tomorrow!

ms BoxJam thinking: I hope we don't

have to do this

every time the

trash is full...