“So when you catch this fish, what are you going to do with it? Eat it?”
“NO! Of course not! I’m not eating him!”
“Oh. Well, what are you going to do with it, then?”
“I’m…I’m going to….I’m going to…..SLEEP WITH IT!”
Not in my bed, she’s not.
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