Maggie is running late for school. We didn't do homework last night. So after breakfast, she is doing her math homework.
I inform her: "Maggie, as soon as you are done, come here. I have your clothes and I am going to manhandle you."
She informs me: "Mama, you are a girl. You can't manhandle me. Can you girl-handle me?"
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ROFLOL I love kids!
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