Daddy once picked me up and let me touch the ceiling. Then Mommy said, "Ho, ho, how did you do that?" And I looked down, and Daddy looked down, and then I said, "Oh, that's from my Daddy." Then a dog named Buster came over to play. The dog loved us, so we got to pet him. Then he ran all the way back to Grandma Deb's house. The end.
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