Sagan has reached that lovely stage in her vocabulacular development where every sentence must include some reference to fecal matter.
"I love you, Poopyhead."
"Shut your mouth up, Poo poo head."
"I'm poopy."
"I farted. Heh heh."
"Mom, you farted! That was a loud one."
"Daddy pooped in his pants."
Get the idea?
Is it just a children of Brandy Roth thing? Your kids talk a lotta crap?
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By the way, everyone. I'm Crichton too!!!
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