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And one for the resident poo lover:
As I sat in the living room, my 5 year old son shouted to me from the back door.
"I can't hear you if you're shouting from outside." I said.
Again, he shouted back.
"I told you, I can't hear you from there. It's rude to shout. If you want me to hear you, walk into the living room." I replied.
A few moments later my son appeared in the living room.
"Dad, I've got dog shit all over my shoes."
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