to his father: Do you want to play or not?
to me: Mamá, yo quiero escuela con chico. Yo triste.
to me: Me gusta mi pitín.
to me: chupete no, es para bebés.
to me: Me gustan tus pies and sometimes... me gustan tus tetas.
V: Is it possible to be too smart?
V: has my life started yet?
Me: A, you leave your stuff all over the place. Pick it up!
A: Yeah, I get that a lot.
?: Rich people are going to hate us.
another ?: We are rich in children and love.
A: I have never been to Boston and I am moving there. Cuckaluku.
A: If we ever move from Boston can we move to NYC?
V: So I am missing second grade?
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