Ha. Ha. Ha. Fire pole.

‘This happens everywhere I go!’

Grandmother: “Oh really? Well, you have a very happy smiling face.”

‘It doesn’t matter where I sit, they always find me.’

2 year old long haired blue eyed blonde boy who is turned around to stare and smile at me: (verbalized) “Ha.” “Ha.” “Ha.” “Ha.” — “Fire pole”.

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