Theo is always telling himself stories. His imagination is a thing of wonder. But sometimes I get a little nervous. Like the day he fasioned a whip out of some duct tape and then sidled up to me and asked me to help him test it by whipping him with it because, "you just can't satisfactorily whip yourself, you know?" No. I do not know. But for the record, I obliged him.
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