I am at work right now and, thanks be to God, I can bring the hooligans with me. Curly Sue was very quiet a minute ago and I went over to the other side of the room to see what she was up to. She was crouched next to a closet in the office and littered around her were small aluminum wrappers. Here is the exchange:
Me: You're over here eating chocolate!
CS: No I not.
Me: You're not? Then what are you doing?
CS: I eating Hershey Kisses.
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LOL! She and my middle nephew, the master of denial ("no, I don't have a poopy diaper!" as the stench is knocking us out) would be unbeatable as either lawyers or politicians.
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