Reese, standing on the counter with a power drill in one hand and a half-eaten Pop-Tart in the other, rolled his eyes. "It’s a ceiling fan, Malcolm. It spins. It makes wind. Nobody is going to come in here with a protractor and check if it aligns with the feng shui of the universe."
The front door opened. The sound of a heavy purse hitting the floor echoed through the house. Lois walked in. She looked tired. She looked suspicious. She scanned the kitchen. malcolm in the middle vietsub exclusive