Caden and Brianna were sitting on the front porch steps today and Brianna was holding a pencil. Our neighbor across the road was mowing. Brianna was yelling at the top of her lungs, "Hi Uncle Don, Hi Uncle Don!" His name is not Don, and he's not her uncle, but that's what she was calling him. Then she pointed her pencil at him and said, "Bamm! Shot him right off that lawnmower!"
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