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there's this little fat kid that lives near us who says hi to me every time i walk past his house. he's four years old, and every time i pass he asks me a different question. today he asked if i had a mom and dad, and i said yes. then he asked if i had a kid, and i said no. then he asked if i was a kid, to which i said of course. i really want to teach him to do the truffle shuffle (from the goonies) but i don't know if his parents would appreciate it. still, the kid cracks me up.

album of the day: ride nowhere