Dear Daddy,I have no idea what you're talking about. By the way, it's getting really crowded in here. Either I'm getting bigger or this water world is getting smaller. Any ideas on how to get out? Mama keeps poking at me to move around and I got no where to go.
Throw me a bone here, would you? You can babble all you want, just get me outta here. Where's my manifest destiny, huh?
Love you,
Baby B
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