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Saturday, November 08

Issues for Sam's therapist

He's playing with his plane at the coffee table. The pilot and copilot, who are identical little men with dark sunglasses, disembark together. They begin to "talk," with Sam using his "big, deep grownup" voice.

"Oh, ow."
"What happen?"
"I fall down."
"Awwwww."
"Mama!"
"Hug!"
"Okaaaaaay."

The two men embrace tenderly in front of the plane. Sam steps back, surveys the scene, then grabs the large plane and lifts it high above them. He narrates:

"Oh, no! It coming! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The plane smashes down into the two men, scattering them to the floor. Sam smiles.

"Crashed."



      Posted on November 08, 08:21 AM | TrackBack
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Oh that is way too funny!

Posted by: sherry on November 9, 2003 11:22 PM


LOL! Oh, I'm ROTFL right now; thanks for the good laugh! As DH (who is one of three brothers) said, "That's totally a boy thing. My brothers and I used to play like that all the time." :D Happy Sunday!

Posted by: JoAnna on November 9, 2003 12:55 PM


Ha!

Posted by: Dawn on November 8, 2003 05:35 PM


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