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My nephew, who was about 2 at the time, was colouring. He picked up the white crayon, tried to draw something, looked at the crayon, and proclaimed that one must be broken. About a year later we were at the zoo: : Don't you want to look at the bees? : No.... : But bees are awesome! : Bees are sharp.
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