No more Mama! he said.
And he grabbed the spoon.



And Mama clapped her hands in delight, but her heart swelled with bittersweet yearning for the little boy she fed dinner to yesterday.
How to be a permanent POS
16 years ago
No more Mama! he said.
And he grabbed the spoon.



And Mama clapped her hands in delight, but her heart swelled with bittersweet yearning for the little boy she fed dinner to yesterday.
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fabulous voices rang out
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