You know, once, we were on a plane to Paris, and we were 17 or 18 and there was a mother with her child sitting next to us and she was like, "Oh, I just love babies. Babies, babies, babies. I even love changing their diapers. That's how much I love babies." And our mom had just died in a surgical accident. So we peed in our diaper and got a job as the woman's kid's brother.
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