The hot months bring babies in sunhats, dogs in bandanas, and friends on blankets calling the rain's bluff and I wonder how I will be able to handle a summer full of squinting babies and dapper dogs and sweaty, foul-mouthed paladins without my heart buckling like paper plate and too much casserole.
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I read "squinting babies" and had to try hard to not let a little "eeeeeeeeeeeeei!" sounding like a whoopie cushion slowly deflating.
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