Samantha in the buggy that Aunt Shawn and Uncle Brent sent her for her birthday. Sam seemed mezmirized by the buggy, until she discovered she could BEEP. THE. HORN. FOR. TWENTY. MINUTES. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
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Ok, tell the truth. You are seeking your revenge on me for the car by sending the neighbor kid some sort of amplification device he uses outdoors to repeatedly sing “Happy Birthday.” Oh did I mention it also makes sounds like police cars? For a while this afternoon, I thought a police officer had lost his mind.
Little Billy got there and began his routine? Eeeexcelent.