Exchange that took place between me and Thing 1 as I was walking her back home from a birthday party yesterday:
Thing One: (Nearly non-stop monologue about goings-on at the party, but in particular about one of the Birthday Girl's cats.)
Me: Are you going to take a breath?
Thing One: (Continues monologue.) *Hiccup.*
Me: You OK?
Thing One: Yea. (Starts to resume monologue.) Woh, I threw up just a little bit in my mouth. (Pause.) Tastes like cake. (Resumes monologue.)
Me: (Marvels silently.)
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