ME: “…Oof.”
GABE: “What’s the problem?”
ME: “Nothing. Just a cramp.”
GABE: “Maybe you should go use the bathroom.”
ME: “No, not that kind of cramp.”
GABE: “Well, if it’s not a bathroom one, what kind of cramp is it?”
ME: “Just a cramp. Sometimes ladies get cramps.”
GABE: “And sometimes boys do?”
ME: “Different kinds of cramps, but yes.”
GABE: “Well, what kind of cramp do you have?”
ME: “A uterus cramp!”
GABE: “How did it get in there? Hmmmmmm!”
ME: “…go play now.”
GABE: “Okay, if you say so.”
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