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Ain't that the truth. It's like...POOF! All the words just go up in smoke. My boys are torn between amused and exasperated. Mom can't remember her words again.
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Ain't that the truth. It's like...POOF! All the words just go up in smoke. My boys are torn between amused and exasperated. Mom can't remember her words again.
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