You have informed me that you are going to have 100 babies and live with us. You have some pretty interesting names picked for your many babies. You describe them all popping out of your belly like popcorn popping. Of course, you also insist that I call you WordGirl and your little pink stuffed monkey is called Captain Huggy Face.
I'm good with most of it except the living with us, with 100 babies part.
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