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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:44:53 GMT
I feed them my leftovers.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:45:25 GMT
I spin them on that thing at the playground that makes everyone dizzy and sick.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:48:49 GMT
I party down with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:50:50 GMT
I listen to polka music with them and dance.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:51:53 GMT
I pickle different types of vegetables with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:57:03 GMT
I teach them jujitsu.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:57:20 GMT
I tend to their battle wounds.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:58:20 GMT
I sing them to sleep and tuck them in.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:58:36 GMT
I took their picture for the Christmas card.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:59:30 GMT
I twirl batons with them in a choreographed routine.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 3:59:45 GMT
I build them tree forts.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 4:01:17 GMT
I use thimbles when I sew their seams.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 4:03:03 GMT
I twirl pizza pies and throw them really high.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 4:05:27 GMT
I make sure there are no divots in their pastures so they don't hurt themselves.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 4:05:56 GMT
I tell them to bite people in the ass.
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