So, the other day, G comes up to me holding a ball
me -Hey G, what's going on?
G - T won't share the ball with me.
me - What ball?
G - This ball.
me - Um, it looks like he's sharing because you have it.
G - Well, I took it from him.
Story 2
Girl comes up to me holding a doll.
me - Oh, that's a nice baby you have there.
girl - Yes, she's sick though.
me - Really?
girl - Yes, she has a fever.
me - I'm sorry. How did she get sick?
girl - She ate too much cheese.
Clearly, cheese is the beginning of all sicknesses.
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Clearly.
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