Z walks up to me with a piece of paper. On this piece of paper is a bunch of random letters.
Z: Mommy, read this!
Me: it doesn't say anything...
Z: Yes, it does!
Me: No, it doesn't. It's a bunch of random letters
Z: It SAYS something, I wrote it...READ IT!
Me: It doesn't say anything!
Z: Yes it does!
Me: Fine, what does it say?
Z: I don't know, read it!
If SHE doesn't know what it says, how the hell am I supposed to know?!
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...You just can't make this stuff up.
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