A Rabbit An Elk and a Snowman

A rabbit an elk and a snowman walked into a bar. I stared at this neonate. Did eight month olds talk? No wait. He is nine months old right? I check the calendar. Nine months going on ten. My first time at babysitting him. The bartender says. I run to get a pencil to write this down. He gurgles at me. Loud gas bubble pops I get out my phone to videotape him. Go ahead, I say. The door opens. His parents have returned. His mouth slams shut. Loud giggle. You are diabolical I say. A bad baby. He laughs himself silly.