My nephew came into my parents' kitchen with an ice cream bar stuck to his tongue. I ran to get my camera...
My nephew:"I'm stuck!"
Me: "What's wrong?"
My nephew: "My tongue is stuck! I'm stuck!"
Unstuck from the ice cream. That is chocolate under his nose and around his mouth.
The ice cream bar was too cold. And, I didn't TRIPLE-dog-dare him (See the movie "A Christmas Story" for the reference). He did it himself.
My nephew:"I'm stuck!"
Me: "What's wrong?"
My nephew: "My tongue is stuck! I'm stuck!"
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The ice cream bar was too cold. And, I didn't TRIPLE-dog-dare him (See the movie "A Christmas Story" for the reference). He did it himself.
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