Heard in the other room:
Henry [knowing a sucker is born every minute]: Give me your arm. I promise I won’t kiss it.
Ed: AEIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
Henry [proudly]: That’s an indian sunburn.
Ed [running to me]: Mommy! Henry twisted my arm!
Me: Yes, that’s called an indian burn.
Ed: What’s an indian burn?
Me [banging head on wall]: What he did to your arm.
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Somehow I’ve managed to raise the second coming of the Three Stooges. Woop! Woop!
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