One day it was Uncle Dave's birthday party and he was turning 30. And also, he got a present. What was that candy called, mom? He got Reisens.
The spagetti was soooooo good. It was like crazy good. It was like almost better than anything else. Crazy-crazy good!
Uncle Dave got me a soccer ball. It was his birthday Uncle Matt, not mine. Can you beleive it Uncle Matt?
That's all I want to say. Bye.
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