My son enjoys ribbing and picking on his sisters. So, at the dinner table, he said, “Oh, Cakes, look! You have a mole on your shoulder.”
She deadpanned, “It’s my twin!
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My son enjoys ribbing and picking on his sisters. So, at the dinner table, he said, “Oh, Cakes, look! You have a mole on your shoulder.”
She deadpanned, “It’s my twin!