Thank God we live in Florida!

"Thank God we live in Florida!" Jacob suddenly spoke up
"And?" David looked at him quizzically.
"Well, here, read this!" Jacob handed him his phone again.

"Whoever knowingly marries or has sexual intercourse... Well, I hope you don't want to marry me, son! So, whoever has sex with a person to whom he or she is related by lineal consanguinity, or a brother, sister, uncle, aunt, nephew, or niece, commits ****, which constitutes a felony of the third degree, punishable as provided in ... Sexual intercourse is the penetration of the female sex organ by the male sex organ... Wait, why is this in bold and in a Word document?".

"Uh, I had to write a... homework assignment about this!" Jacob quickly made up.
"I see what sort of assignment that was! So you wanted to fuck your mother and sisters! Ugh!" David recoiled a bit.
"It is not intercourse if it is up the ass! Or mouth, for that matter!" Jacob quickly defended himself.
"Son, you need therapy!" David quickly retorted.
"That may be true, dad. But isn't that expensive? Wouldn't it be cheaper if, you know, you could just turn into... I mean, you surely got a scan of Mom or Leah on your device already, right?".
Now David stared at him wide-eyed.