Synopsis: The Pattersons are at the beach. April is smashing a sand castle because she hasn't the blindest idea what it's for and doesn't mean harm anyway but you can't tell her idiot relatives that. They decide to bury John in the sand and April dumps a bucket of sand on his stupid face because she hasn't the blindest notion what's really going on and holy fuck, you just know they're going to spend the rest of their lives yapping about what a wicked child she is.
Summary: This is sort of a manual on how to piss away a decade or two being pointlessly angry with small children taking everything way too seriously.