Salem was staying at gramma and pop-pop's house one weekend. She crawled up in gramma's lap and stared her right in the eyes, nearly 1 inch from her face.
"Salem?" said gramma. "What are you doing?"
"Ooh, gramma!" the kid whispered. "I just love your winey breath!"
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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