I had to go do a delivery today so I told Phil Grandma would come over to stay with him while I was gone.
He said, "You know I'm 5 now! I can take c are of myself."
Oh, well, she'll just come over so you won't be lonely.
"I don't get lonely any more. I'm FIVE!"
OK, fine. She'll just come over to watch Roscoe then.
"I can take care of myself AND Roscoe."
Look, kid, Grandma is coming over. I'll see you later.
{Pretty tough talk coming from somebody wearing his pants backwards!}
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