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we sat on the floor on paul's room, stacking plastic tires and giant screws and nails to make a little tower. to top it off, i balanced a little truck driver on top.

paul: he's looking at you?
paul: he says good job?
me: yes.
me: [turns the little driver to face paul] there.
me: what did he say to you?
paul: [closes eyes]
paul: [leans back against toy shelves]
paul: [makes sad face]
me: awwww!
me: oh no!
me: what did he say?
paul: [sadly] nothing.
paul: [briskly] he's plastic.



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