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.
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