When I set the baby on the counter at the store today, the clerk laughed and said, "How much for the baby?" I said, "I don't know, what are babies going for these days?" Then the clerk looked at BP1 and said, "How much for you, sweetie? One Million, perhaps?"
BP1: "Nothing!"
Heza: "Nothing? You mean she can have you for free?"
BP1: "I'm not free! I'm four!"
Clerk dies laughing.
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That is hilarious!
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