Two Noses Are Better Than One

The neighbors were doing something so delicious smelling that the wrestling match stopped and the brothers decided two noses were needed.

Wrestling interrupted  - two noses are better than one
Wrestling interrupted

What could possibly get the attention of the Double Trouble Brothers long enough to stop a wrestling match? The answer is, apparently, blowing in the wind. Roscoe and Typhoon decided two noses can often be better than one when honing in on the neighbor’s grilling. With Typhoon licking his chops, it must be a very good sniff.

3 Comments

  1. Max and Maya's momma on October 24, 2021 at 11:06 am

    Please let us be your Taste Testers!!!!!

  2. Debbie & Miss Ruby on October 24, 2021 at 9:05 am

    Nice neighbors would invite the brothers over for a snack..

  3. Jean Burkhardt on October 24, 2021 at 7:13 am

    Typhoon and Roscoe are saying to each other-“DO YOU smell that little bro-it smells like BURGERS ANS CHICKEN”!!!

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