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*In mouth, put- choo-choo kazoo chomp chomp YUM! Mmmm MMMMMMmmm. Whosagoodbaby!? Whosagoodbaby!?* The infant hears, wondering if all adults talk this way, chuckling to himself, the ridiculousness tickling his vibrating mind looking on at the goofy giant babbling gibberish who seems oddly ecstatic to feed colorful mush. The child contemplates the intricacies of communicating the smelly in his shorts.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC
Food! Baby.
*In mouth, put- choo-choo kazoo chomp chomp YUM! Mmmm MMMMMMmmm. Whosagoodbaby!? Whosagoodbaby!?* The infant hears, wondering if all adults talk this way, chuckling to himself, the ridiculousness tickling his vibrating mind looking on at the goofy giant babbling gibberish who seems oddly ecstatic to feed colorful mush. The child contemplates the intricacies of communicating the smelly in his shorts.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC
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