The other morning, I was getting ready in our room. Sophia was in there, too, because she hates to be alone...
Anyhow, she was rambling along as usual. All the sudden, she says, "Hey, I know where daddy keeps his handcuffs."
Huh? I'm running through my mind trying to figure out what she could possibly be talking about because, as far as I know, he doesn't own any handcuffs.
She holds up a glasses case and opens it.
"CUFF LINKS!" She probably wondered why I shouted.
Anyhow, she was rambling along as usual. All the sudden, she says, "Hey, I know where daddy keeps his handcuffs."
Huh? I'm running through my mind trying to figure out what she could possibly be talking about because, as far as I know, he doesn't own any handcuffs.
She holds up a glasses case and opens it.
"CUFF LINKS!" She probably wondered why I shouted.
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