KID IN STORE: "Poppa! Poppa!
SAME KID: "POPPA! POPPA!! POPPA!!"
HIM AGAIN: "POPPA! POPPA!!"
HIS BROTHER: "POPPA!! POPPA!! POPPPA!!!"
ORIGINAL KID: "LOOK, POPPA!!! POPPA, LOOK!!!"
THE BROTHER: "POPPA!!
ORIGINAL KID: "Poppa! Poppa! POPPA!!!"
BROTHER: "Poppa can I? Can I Poppa? Huh? POPPA!!!???"
ORIGINAL KID: "Please Poppa, please?? POPPA!!!??"
ORIGINAL KID: "PLEASE, POPPA? POPPA? POPPA!!!!"
It's a gas, gas, gas!
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4 comments:
The ability to ignore children is a lost art.
Poppa is my hero!
You have two children...I'd have thought you were used to this stuff.
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