"Peanut, didn't yo mamma teach you it's not polite to talk with a boob in your mouth?
Oh right..."
If someone stuck a mic in my house during the day, they might wonder at my sanity.
Mon Amour does a wicked impression of me cooing "Who's gotta stinky monkey butt?" when changing Peanut. Laughing with the stomach flu was painful...
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