Olivia and I were playing a "game" the other day which consisted of her bringing me plastic food to eat and me telling her that the food was tasty or needed syrup. On one occasion, she brought me a fat, crinkle-cut, plastic french fry. "Oooohhh! A french fry! Yum!" I said.
"It's from Old McDonalds," she informed.
Oink? Classic.
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