Better.
Me: Are you chilly, buddy?
C: Yeah, but I never mind!
Dad: We have real potato fries!
C: No, I don't like that!
Me: They're McDonald (Onieda) fries, buddy, not the potato ones Mom tries to pass off as fries.
C: Oh. *smile*
Stinker.
C: Don't let the straw go down the drain!
Me: It won't fit, don't worry!
C: Because if it did, I would have to go down after it, and you will have to break the drain to come get me out, and then you will have to build me again.
I'm with Colton on his first choice of drink.
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I knew you could appreciate that :)
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